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No one carries with himself the pain
No one should wash the tears someone says
But my mind's making me foresse again
Now my hands, it's the same thing everyday
A good priest spoke throwing hands up the sky
He said don't worry giving me a white star
Now I found a good thing to feel ok
Until my hands starts to shake again
