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someone made me remember about this place recently... for better or for worse... a lot of memories connected with this place... the good turned to bad apparently... turns out all the promises and declarations of friendship are useless... worthless... everything broken like a fragile glass that someone dropped on the tiled floor... the pieces lying there... waiting for someone to step on them... treacherous, dying to hurt... sometimes you want to move on and forget... and sometimes go back and remember... verloren ist verloren... so why am i here? hoping to find the past buried somewhere deep in the old notes? hoping to chase the future and clean up this place from bad memories? i will probably never fully know... some things are done without wondering... without considering... without thinking... without deciding... without anything... you realize them after they're done... i don't know if i will stay or go... i don't know if i will ever come back again... i don't want to think about tomorrow or about yesterday... let there be now... let now never ends...
+++ do not stand at my grave and cry... i am not there, i did not die +++
+++ do not stand at my grave and cry... i am not there, i did not die +++