The thousand miles of time's,
I tried change everything with my thought,
To closed everything that already open,
Try to change everything that already been made,
What is it about the time's?
I always wasted my time, just like that,
I can hardly breathing right now,
Is it because of my sickness..
I hardly hear the sound of harmony..
please come here my baby girl,
Querida!!! where are you??
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