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Text: This getting old is getting old. I often find myself here thinking about the birds, the boats, and past loves that flew away or started sinking. It's crazy here without you. I used to think this all was ours. We'd stay up late, debate on how we'd find our way. Say it's "all up in the stars." Each paragraph will be a test.

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