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NO MORE

There will be no more Christmas for you.

There will be no more new year to look forward to.

There will be no more loving someone for you to do.

There will be no more times for you to meet someone new.

There will be no more deciding whether something is true.

There will be no more looking at how your grandkids grew.

Adiós mi abuelo, no habrá más tú.*

                                                                *Goodbye my grandpa, there will be no more you.

 

◄ TRAPPED

FALLING ►

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