Dear mine, is that the distance are more than kilometers and that your friendship by me was more than a simple love, not is if dismiss me or flee of the reality. Now i leave to a new course, sorry for not tell you; was better the silence that break again your heart where my words as blades for your body are poison to my soul. Not is if you'll see or is it better you forget me forever, since the memories we undermine leaving only our bones to the uncertainty.
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