touch and caress the dead time on my face, kiss crystals and the blue smoke, the stranger in this strange place strange that is all too familiar, antares this far and I think his soul is there, so far away from me ... so far it seems that a few miles away from me or a history of education, achievements and losses, joys and tears ... I just know they love her and if I need to prove something ... I will ...
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