11.9.11

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There was that time when I didn't know you.
And life was normal.
There was that time when I first know you.
And all was diferent.
There was that time when I hate you.
And I hated you.
And I hated me too.
There is a time, when life that was normal become to be diferent.
And I no longer hated you or me,
And had no idea what I was feeling.

There is a time, when everything seems right, when what is felt makes no sense
And yet, the nonsense is what I whant the most now.

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