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Aug 2021
I wish I could go back to the day I met you,
back to that december,
and never stop your way.
If I could make a wish
it'd be to feel better
all by myself.
Today, I am in a place I hate to be.
Today, the love I felt does not exist.
My friend pain is the air i breathe.
And I wonder why I won't just leave.
Carolina
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Carolina  25/F/Argentina
(25/F/Argentina)   
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