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It's funny how time doesn't stand a chance against love, against friendship, against a strange and yet so lovely feeling. I thought its lips will close the eyes of my fantasy, of my memories and lose your image in the dust of oblivion. I thought I died and lived again 
      Each time when a star began its one way route to extinction I felt it inside me, I felt its regret and yet its determination of not looking back. "I can feel my life ending as I whisper goodbye And I know... I'm still in love With everything I had... everything you do... I can't believe I still need you, I can't believe life means nothing without you" I can't believe the past is born again, I can't believe I didn't die ( Just been in a long lasting unwanted dream ) 
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