.Rosie, I wish that you were here
I miss you so much. Rosie, my dear.
Rosie, I miss the hell that we raised and the trails that we blazed. I miss
The other half of me. My Rosie
Rosie, we played our song to death. Now the piano's out of tune. And the
Singer's out of breat.
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