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I find myself here reading our memories, just thinking just laughing and with some tears.
You say there’s nothing to do, you say it’s all useless.
You say we only waste time, you don’t say anything.
What time?
What space?
What crime?
What place?
I think we have lot to do, I think we have to try.
And I think that time will help us anytime we need.
Why close your eyes?
Why cry?
Why die?
It doesn’t matter when, it doesn’t matter where it doesn’t matter why, it doesn’t matter how.
I find myself here looking for a reason and I wonder if it is only my fault.
Nothing goes on the way we want.
Don’t you tell me everything is alright.
I still don’t like it but I’ll still welcome the elements of life.
It doesn’t matter when, it doesn’t matter where, it doesn’t matter why, it doesn’t matter how.
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