No. Of course you can't. Anyone can't. Is a lot easier to die. I don't ask you to die. Maybe I should try.
Far, very far. My mind flying again (like when we where there), my spirit, the paradise. All lost. All on the back. The forgiveness. The night. Fly on the stars, float in the air, be no more but me. No memory, no thoughs. Love, pure love. Breath me. Forgive me.
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