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the things you’ve been through mean nothing to anyone
the days you’ve been through mean nothing to anyone
you’ve done so much in this little time youve had
i only know your name from reading it but i do wish i could have met you
and maybe i have but i can’t picture you
and another day passes just another day
and it’s so easy to forget what you lived for
you grew so much in the little space you’ve had
the days you’ve been through mean nothing to anyone
the things you’ve been through mean nothing to anyone