She, she slides and trips me downand even though at times I don't careI know that the day I lose herI'll suffer again, for her,who appears and hides,who walks away and stays,who is a question and an answer,who is my darkness and my star.She, combs my soul and then tangles it,she comes with me but I don't know where she goes.My rival and my companionwho is so deep inside of my life andat the same
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