Here you get so much.
You're gone when come new one.
Maybe you're never come.Now you should go.
You were already but I said 'go' too.
Like you're going when someone come your life.
I get it you.That's really not love.
What I really not love what you did.
You now be 'Other'
I stared at the otherness.
I get it that's not be.We're not be.
Not be like 'we'.
Look, was we missing?I don't think.
I'm writing gor I'm sad.
Not missing.
I'm smilling.Not for you.
For me.
I don't cried to you and I'm not smilling to you.
For who happy with others.
For not looked for crime to yourself.
Am I hurt by that.Maybe.
But, I'm not .What Am I hurt to?
To Nothing.
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