Adriano 🪽

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you will search for me in another person i promise

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

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