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in difficult moments only sweet lips save
the call is barely audible, and I'm already running with all my might.
no one knew that at that moment life would ruin me like that,
and then let me know that I love her so much.
the one for which I am now burning these notebooks from the past,
it was all not on purpose, nothing was disturbed.
the process of the uprising is underway, and we are keeping pace with it,
we go with him, we go with him.
and little by little we get out of the abyss,
greedily absorbing oxygen through the mouths.
we can handle this, right?
you answered my question positively.
the fire burns, the leaves smolder, turning to ash,
in the same way my past is blown away by a strong wind.
if i get out first i will lend you my hand
so it will be in every difficult moment.
believe me.