Can't LoveBirds in Row
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I scribbled on a paper
A face to give me company
I won't doubt
I put a weight on his shoulders
Writing the name of the city
He can't love
Being made of folded paper
A good reason to believe
You can't love
Folded into a coward
Too afraid of breathing
I won't leave
I won't love
I won't live
I can't love
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