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I lost my child life at ten years old,
the fire and the water mix up all things,
they transform people into memories,
I stop the game...
I forget the door closed, the petals are old,
the window is blind and the sand is sleepy,
I lost my child eye at ten years old,
the wall grows up, heavy bread of the shame,
the butterflies are wake, hiding the sky.
I lost the right to win a life!
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