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Text: Here today, a love song to John, written very shortly after he died. I was remembering things about our relationship, about the million things we've done together, from just being in each other's front parlours or bedrooms, to walking on the street together, or hitchhiking long journeys together, which had nothing to do with The Beatles. There's one line in the lyric I don't really mean "Well knowing you, you'd probably laugh and say that we were worlds apart." Each paragraph will be a test.

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