The things written on this paper can't be revised and can't do the time,
They can't be changed just like destiny isn't meant to be altered,
The words written on this paper are just floating around just like you,
Cause, ou too are plucked from my mind because just as God said,
At least to me, you're good;
If only,
If only just like you these words weren't written on this paper
Then maybe,
Just maybe it could be me and you,
Thus the sky can turn blue,
And my life
My life could involve you
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