a sad. She look like me.
But this is usual. So dont..
You cant to change me
even if you want...
Well, I am not so good,
but it's all never ming. It's off.
I trying always if I only would
to find, to touch, It'll be enough
to play my lullaby. I cant..
The night are gone, the one
who care it , she dont exist.
So I dont cry- it's rain. You miss it.
My hands not tremble, it is
because the nights r longest. Forget it.
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