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  <description>&lt;p&gt;you and me: we used to be together, everyday together always. i really feel that i&apos;m losing my best friend. i can&apos;t believe, this could be the end. it looks as though you&apos;re letting go and if it&apos;s real, well i don&apos;t want to know. don&apos;t speak, i know just what you&apos;re saying. so please stop explaining, don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts. don&apos;t speak, i know what you&apos;re thinking. i don&apos;t need your reasons, don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts. our memories: well, they can be inviting but some are altogether. mighty frightening as we die, both you and i. with my head in my hands, i sit and cry. don&apos;t speak, i know just what you&apos;re saying. so please stop explaining, don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts. don&apos;t speak, i know what you&apos;re thinking. i don&apos;t need your reasons, don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts. it&apos;s all ending, i gotta stop pretending who we are. you and me i can see us dying, are we?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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