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I used to wonder how he chanced so much during few months. I don’ anymore; after I lost myself in a way as I think that he lost himself. “Don’t do anything with A”, “does it seems like there is somethin going on?”, “yes” and cigarette burns on my hands and I wasn’t able to walk straight and I didn’t care. And I wished that if he, or you, cared, you would tell me. Because you only live once and I can’t forget you. Or him, or myself. Where am I?

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