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Were you there?
I hear the distand calling of the windchimes
They're telling me to leave
But I still sit alone writing these rhymes
And it makes it hard for me to believe
That you were ever really there
I hear the distand calling of the windchimes
They're telling me to leave
But I still sit alone writing these rhymes
And it makes it hard for me to believe
That you were ever really there
