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Do You Know Me?

Do you know me? Do you remember me as I remember you?
We go back way too far to do what we do.
If not for love lost, then why love at all?
In the beginning we were one and now we fall.
Just to make sure you understand,
I didn’t want to, have to, take you, believe you me...
This is where we’ll end.
One day the circle will come around... again.

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