I will not be thereA Poem by Flower
I always have a perplexity,
it has such a great complexity, Something that makes me worry all the time, That I just pretend everything is sublime. I'll never know who will miss me, I will never really know who does care, With you, I'll never be able to agree, Until, one fine day, I will not be there
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