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'And I hate when things are over, when so much is left undone'

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‘I see you – the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It’s plain to see we’re over,
And I hate when things are over
When so much is left undone’

(Excerpt from Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something)

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