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Sep 2015
Love is the only way to forget about you, but the more i love the other the more i realize that i really love you, that you are eternal in my life, that i'm only the thorns and you are the rose, that you are the blanket that keep me warm, and the other are just some fan that just push dust in my lungs.
Expo 86'
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Expo 86'  I dont live
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