Adriano 🪽

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you will search for me in another person i promise

In our Arab country, we have come to prefer death to this life

Every look at the window was an escape All this delicacy is full of wounds

Despite all your mistakes Come There is still room in my heart To reproach and love together.

For the first time I pass through the fog of the pool I did not write your name nor did I remember it

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