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I count the hours, but they go so slow.
I know the sound of your voice, can save my soul.
City lights, the streets are gold.
Looked down my window to the world below.
Move so fast, but it feels so cold
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"Throughout my lifetime I have left pieces of my heart here and there, and now there is hardly enough left to stay alive."
/Quote from the film "blow"
/Quote from the film "blow"