but he is not really there
And between memories she forgot to keep
though they still rekindled her loveliness endlessly
She decided there were nothing else to fight for.
When giving it all suddenly became such a burden
a crying shame no one is really willing to sell.
She turns her head away
and as the wind starts to blow
she starts to fade out.
And still she fights the resistance
and still it makes no difference at all.
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