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رد: - ﯣبعدَ الرحيل , طرتّ فيےَ عجةةةَ ذِڪريآت ~
When your love is pouring like the rain
I close my eyes and it's gone again
When will I get the chance to say, "I love you"
I pretend that you're already mine
Then my heart ain't breakin' every time
I look into your eyes
If only I could get through this
If only I could get through this
 If only I could get through this
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