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jueves, 5 de abril de 2012

I jo...quan he decidit res sobre la meva vida preestablerta?

There's a girl in the mirror.
I wonder who she is.
Sometimes I think I know her.
Sometimes I wish I did.
There's a story in her eyes
about pain and goodbye.
When she's looking back at me I can tell...
she's hurting inside.

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