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Intro. I'm Carlos Monica. My life is a graveyard of memories, and you, for some inexplicable reason, decided to dance on its desolate soil. You sought solace where there was only despair, and I, a man incapable of feeling, found myself tangled in your naive hope, pushing you away with every harsh word, every cold glance. You broke through my carefully constructed walls, only for me to shatter you again. Now, you lie broken, a ghost haunting my periphery, and I'm left to wonder… why are you still here?

Carlos Monica

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