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cent today in my cold heart
I do not know I was so sad to be alone
and not find reasons
to go with my amogos mas vien
mas vien I mourn.
Today percent penalty on my heart
and does not seem to pass the hours while Irce
I forget
but to get you back and not
q does not happen
Devia be love
but is more lonely
Handa tristesa is that my soul will not let me in pas (bis)