Prologue: If only

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A few years ago I met you

All of sudden and rush

I don't even think that I will fall to fast

Trough it all and it's become egoistical game

None want to lose

Trust was just a myth

and only too good to be true

Argue it's only thing in the end

I should leave

but I want to stay

even things falls apart

I wish I never let that happened

we'll not might be like this

and we still could be good stranger

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