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Another day passed,

I look through the glass,

Forget what was and wipe,

Remains of memory at the bottom,

I told myself, but I didn't care.

The chorus

I go hiding a feeling of pain and imperceptibly to others,

I'll be a passing glance,

Look for your eyes in the crowd,

One more time to see them.

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Why do I think and remember?

You were able to leave so easily,

And all that was - crossed out,

With one hand,

You did it.