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C'est la vie


One last whisper... no closing act. 

And to what did I owe this regret, my heart still intact?

Was she the one for me? No it couldn't be.

I broke up with the damsel. I did it. But why did all emotions flee?

 

A light flickered in my head, amidst all the schemes.

I knew she wasn't the one and that's the tea. 

Ana, it was always you... the girl of my dreams.

I regret I didn't got to love you sooner, but hey "C'est la vie". 

 

 

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