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I cannot remember who I was back then,
But in this very moment, I want to be that guy again. I did not know that life is hard in many ways, I did not know that life can trap me like a maze. I remember the feeling of freedom when I was flying high, I remember the sensation of peace when I was touching the sky. I remember the love that surrounded me like a warm embrace, I remember the happiness that filled my heart in that special place. There are many times when I miss it, being there, 'Cause living in this place is much harder, to be fair. I wish I could remember who I used to be, And I hope that he still lives somewhere inside of me. But as long as I'm still here, I guess I need to live And give advice to people whenever I can give. It's better to live good and die with no regrets Than live a bad guy's life and die with haunting threats.
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