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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Walking this road,
without you,
to remake forgotten promises,
and meet you at roads end.
Faded memories,
reconstructed memories,
and a dream, a dream of you,
in a world without you.
A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory.
A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream.
I want to line the pieces up...
yours and mine.
