Falling out and growing apart makes me not as fond of heart.
Keep two eyes on the road just don't lose control of the wheel.
I'll send all my words through the post, here's one last for the road just to let you know that I'll always live near to the coast, but I'm already two states away.
Read the words you wrote my hands are over my ears so I don't hear heavy words for casual conversation.
Retrospect is 50/50.
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