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Even under (Coldplay) a sky full of stars, eyes alight with wonder, my heart is heavy with (Lana Del Rey) summertime sadness. We lay on a blanket within the mist, knowing that it hides our sins as well as it hides the fox, the snake, (Shinedown) the crow & the butterfly. You tell me we can (James Arthur & Anne-Marie) rewrite the stars, and of all the things I choose to believe from your lips, this is likely the most dangerous. Just, of all the things, (Gabrielle Aplin) please don't say you love me because that would be lethal. I let myself get wrapped up in you because claustrophobia does not exist between soulmates.


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