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I can feel it
The fold on my forehead
Sweet little bump
A shadow that tell stories

I am twenty-four now
And I don't carry yet
The marks of time
But when I'll do
I already know their shape
The way sorrow shaped a fold on my forehead
The way sorrow shaped a fold on my forehead
And now what's left for me to wait for
That I know how time will pass on me
And now what's left for me to wait for?

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