Left to the memories of humble days. Left to dust, locked up and forgotten in a box. Can you say, in words, but this time with something real behind them, anything to change my life? I settled with the hope of something big enough to change it all. I put all my strength in improvements, but it’s tricking the mind and faking what I took for real. One thirty six, it goes too fast. I felt I had enough time to think things through but I lost track of everything.
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