Day 165
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Sing to me, you write. Please.
Tyler looks down and nods slowly.
"Someone wrote this for me a while ago," he says. "I can't remember who," he laughs a little, "but they're probably pretty amazing if they wrote a song for me."
Tears instantly spring up in the corner of your eyes.
"I feel for you, but when did you believe you were alone..."
"You say that spiders crawled inside and made themselves a home..."
You silently mouth the next lyrics.
"Where light once was..."
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