Don't think about (impossible).

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The things I felt before aren't there anymore, not anymore 'cause you're not here with me. No, you're not here with me. Everybody's having fun -but not me- I sit and stare at everyone, back to myself again, back to myself again.
Wet sand on a foggy beach, the sky is gray... Keep working. Stay busy. Don't think about. Don't think about ... him.

Sí, claro, ya desearía que lo que siento no estuviera ahí, donde estuvo siempre. La caída es dura.

Puedo. Puedo.

Tengo que poder, por dios.

Y sin llorar en lo posible. Fuck.

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