Would you go through my words after I leave? I create whirlwinds of thoughts that wander freely around us, and taste for you the sweetest mouthful of sorrow. Given the choice I would fall again, I would fall forever, I would fall for no one that does not know your life completely. Forced to regret I would fight for your memory, I would justify my sins with the persistent feeling you could always have been the end of my nostalgic story. I see the end of your chant and I fear for you. Image that will fade away, so sadly will fade in an instant. Sadly, because I no longer seek the truth but the words that came from you, words I would sing eternally.

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