Every word
That I now write and think about,
It's so hard for me to remember,
So much time has passed,
So much wind, so much sea.
My school books and
br/>Miss Ma.del Mar, who knows
God where they will be.
The new one is good and the broken one is bad,
That way it was easier to kill him.
Time , he is not my friend,
And the sea is no longer there,
He left, he left with my friends,
Years ago now.
My brother is very old
To cry, and too little to know,
That her dog is already very old, and that
One of these days, he will leave.
This morning I have decided once and for all,
Throw away papers that are no longer useful,
I have put on some old records,
And your letters, there they are...
Time is not my friend,
And The sea is no longer here,
He left, he left with my friends,
It's been years now.
Time is not my friend,
And the sea is no longer here,
br/>He left, he left with my friends,
Years ago now.

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