So so sooo...

We´re so similar, so similar, although sometimes it doesn´t seem.

But my day at day, my survival... so so similar...

So big...

So small...

JUST DIFFERENT!

Unfortunality... more similar what you see with a look...

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I gave you my 90%.

Luckely you threw my feelings to a second-hand-box, all together...

Now I smile at my self, because I´ve that innocence I never though to hace with anyone before.

We aren´t ourself.

You´re still, haha, I know.

Now, I´m a new person.

[Excuse any English grammar kicking]