You thought about it for the first time in years
How would it happen
What would you leave behind
Not a letter, not money, not immortal art
Not the last ¤ word
You would leave a picture of a tough person
who played for love
an echo of deep laughter
which went out when it was lit
a memory stick from the
bony look on the thigh's face
from the good winner of the legend
You thought about it for the first time in years
the color of the sky
the slowed down movement of the earth< br/>no regret
no music
no best clothes
no panic
You would leave an image of a tough person
who played for love
echo deep Of this laughter
which was extinguished when it was ignited
of the memory's round face
bony expression
of the good winner of the legend
no regret
no music
no best clothes
no panic
no panic
no panic
no panic
no regrets
no music
no immortal art
no panic
no panic
no panic
no panic
You would leave an image of a tough person
who played for love
echo from the deep laughter
that went out as it ignited
from the memory's round face
bony expression
of the good winner of the legend
no regrets
no music
no immortal art
no panic
no panic
no panic
no regret
no music
no best clothes
no panic
no panic
no panic
no regrets
no music
no best clothes
no panic
no panic< br/>no panic
no panic
You thought about it for the first time in years
the color of the sky
the slow motion of the earth

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