The PhoneI kept on walking.
Destination, unknown.
This feet, how will they find you.
I saw a telephone booth.
Then I remembered you.
I wanted to call.
But if I do, I'll cry again.
Cause your voice will break me.
I AM BROKEN
A.J
A.J
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