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No one understand
that you have given everything. The confesion of one man humbles all. Your pain is so great that probably is does not hurt you. Yes, I will go. When you made me into
another, The shadows: some hide, others reveal. When one does not
love the impossible, Every is a little bit of darkness, even the light. The fear of separation is all that unites. To wound the heart is to creat it. When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself. Every time I wake I
understand how easy it is to be nothing.
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