Piu mi vorrai meno mi vedrai e meno mi vorrai e piu saro con te.
Im walking the tight rope,
One foot in the past, the other in my imagination,
I don't know what is real.
My version was safe, but now I cannot be sure of my own story.
You were here, but are you the one to remember?
Am I?
Am I so stubborn that I will not see what is real if it differs from my perception?
Has my cynicism made me blind to everything that is good?
Did I back down, leaving you there on your own?
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