Until now, we'll only say that

"That year was the fault of youth", but who would have known that we missed our youth. And, there's no going back.

A person only knows to cherish when he misses it. It's a pity that it can't be saved. How am I doing, you ask?

I said fine. It's good that I'm alone through countless streets, I've walked through countless corners by myself, I've sat by the sea late at night, I've drunk alone.

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