THE RINGING PHONE

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I thought that I was going to speak to you
But no, it was my heart that would stop
It was the whole world which would stop
When the phone rings and they told me that you were dead

I didn't learnt to know you
I didn't grow with you
I was far from you
And now you are gone

You were my models, my heroes
You were my sun, my moon, my night
You were my source of light
You were my strength, my weakness

Now I have no models to follow
Even if you let your children, they can't replace you
I have no sisters to advise me
You let me alone without life's experiences

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