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I have wakened up 40 years later... |
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In the future. Although I felt the whole time that passed. |
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Seems that I had died in that moment |
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At this time... I resuscitated |
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At this time... I resuscitated |
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But strange voices tell to me. |
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that I don't think in the time |
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that I lost frosted. |
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Although... I am so old and decrepit. |
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I only think in the thingsthat could happen. |
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And the pain seeds that I sowed up. |
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Now is growing. |
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I don't want to suffer more. |
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I would like to be frozen at this time |
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This way. Be immortal. But I am condemned |
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And slaved to the time. |
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The mintes are consuming me |
