One year, easy to say, looking back
just seems the last step you took in your life, instead
releiendo see some things that you forgot to have feelings, emotions
not remember in you or you see them without important because time changes everything.
The beginning was marked by an ending that now may be a start,
tears during jump taught me not to step depaso puddles and play with the clouds,
bad memories now formed a smile they extract stored by the ingenuity,
other currently no good nor bad but managed to lead the way by which we must not step back so as not to stumble (as someone told me not too, I also deserve to be happy.)
Quite a way all different times but always marked by the same lines,
doubts doubts doubts
doubts and fears.
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