Step by step, the things that are located in their own, which day goes to others, this sense of loss is unexpressible pain.
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After you left, those days of tears came. And now only to find that we become unrecognizable because of young, everything is so thin and cool.
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Like you may be I was wrong, love you I really changed a lot! Fool, I love you!
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What I miss most is a year when the air is free and fresh, distant mountains and cooking smoke, dogs and fields, I sleep for a summer.
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