- I cried him more that we cry the loss of being the most expensive. I cried him as the rain cries in a winter day. I cried him as a little girl cry when she is separated from her mother. I cried him because he deserved my tears and he really worth it. Now he has chosen his path and I've chosen mine, remains the bitterness who gnawing us and I don't know of us two, who is right.
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