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Feb 2016
A cold breeze passes through me,  
It seems it happens everytime you are near,
How can you look so full of life?
When everything inside you is dead,
It's crazy to think that someone who was so close,
Has become so distant,
And someone who left you sweet memories,  
Has become the reason for your pain.
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