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You will never see me cry
Even if fate is not on my side
The wound you scratched in my heart
leaves the painful scar
I have learned to be a painting
that never stops being artistic
Even in silence can imply a mystery
In the course of time full of scratches
You will never see me cry
Cause one day you'll pass by a gallery
And admire the paintings that I've scratched
The sadness that I experience
will turn into a canvas of victory
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