I've decided live in the middle of nowhere, for the grace of my love, an undelivered love. Stay away to be close to my memories, or the story that I created to remember the last time that I felt it.
I'm looking back few years ago and I can say now how was let it go.
As I said in that time: I'll do it fine, not yet, but I will...
and I remember you said...
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