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Texty: Ashley Best. Fever.

Last-night you died, I have never cried this much from a dream, I was sure it was real.
Last-night I'm sure my heart missed a beat at the thought of you leaving this place.

It's made me feel like something has ended, don't let this happen again for real, I can't shift this shadow from over my shoulders, please let me open my eyes.

Last night you died, I have never tried this much to awaken from a dream.


It's made me feel like something has ended, don't let this happen again for real, I can't shift this shadow from over my shoulders, please let me open my eyes.

Let me go! wake me up now!

Best, Ashley
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