In the end if I lose. In the end if all beliefs are bruised. In the end if all these words mean mere words. In the end if this love makes life to endure. Then, I want to say; from that moment onward I will exist forsaking life. I will smile forsaking blush or laughter. The hurt, I sense often, will never be small to breath anymore!

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