What I know and what I understand, is that removing you from my memory doesn't make me a better man.
That what was isn't now, and that's okay, because that bad night of my life was removed in the day.
Some scars are long while others are deep, what holds within the same, is that they all remind me of me.
I'll no longer regret or look back and wonder why.
I'll only look to the clouds and think of how high I can fly.
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