I wish I could believe that this night flights between light sweet memories and hopes ... I get lost in a void. I listen to my beats. It 's always the same time in recent months has gone fast, flowing slowly and almost motionless tonight I feel I do not keep more than one part. I go away for a moment from my bed, I feel cold. The longed for another cigarette makes me feel alive. I would not be here.
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