I went out to walk along the route,
The lanterns and the lights around,
A car every three minutes,
And then I saw someone similar to someone,
Of the past,
Of the high school epoch,
And when we cross we did not recognize ourselves,
Several cars happened,
And several months,
And then I remembered that I did not like him,
That I hated him,
And that it wasn't good to see him again.
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