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Ronja N.


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In the end

In the end
I'll see you.
But I'll realise
I can't touch you,
cause you're too fare away,
from me.
It's like you're someone else.
Someone I met once.
In the streets I can look at you again.
You're a shadow,
of what you used to be.
Goodbey my friend.
You'll find someone else
in the end.
.
.
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written by Ronja N.

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