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I wanna remain breathless,
because I wanna see their worry for me...
I wanna see if they live pains
because I'm not anymore...
I wanna see if they're sorry
for my death...
But I'm sure, so sure,
they'll never tear a cry for me...
Because I don't exist for them,
I'm like dead for them,
I'm nobody for them.
di Silvie Tepes
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