Even when I don't want to I think of you.
It's like second nature.
Probably cause I did it so much before.
It's really hard to stop.
Even if I want.
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"I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to all of us, in all times and in all places. Music is the only means whereby we feel these emotions in their universality." ~H.A. Overstreet
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