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I still think about you. Things were complicated for both of us but, for a brief moment, life was simple. Two friends. Two lives. Intertwined and then... you were gone. Your essence on my skin. Savoring the moments, riding my motorcycle and then back to reality. I wish you were still here, my escape, my friend... to be honest, I don't deserve you; just nice to have someone close.
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