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        222.

   Yes, that's true.

   That's her number.

   As I lay in bed, it's going through my head.



  222, I can't remember any more.  A problem I can't ignore.



  222, what is it, the rest?

  My heart in my chest.

  I can't remember the rest.  A situation, that's not the best.

  Something with her, I want to start and go.  

  But, this number I can't remember no.