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Mar 2015
I used to be a vehicle with such fuel to go on,
To go places where I thought was unreachable;
I have this fuel, a special one

I used to be this vehicle who moves steadily with strong force,
Though you are strong, this vehicle is weak,
But still, we moved somewhat steady;
Because of that "strong" force

Now, it's just a vehicle, a weak one;
One that cannot go on,
One that lost the force,
One that lost the fuel,

How can this vehicle accelerate now?
How can this move forward?

A 'me' that lost 'you' is,
lost,
stopped,
Immovable
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