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If you still love me, fight for me,
where the wind whispers stories,
in the quiet corner of the soul,
where our memories bloom.
If you still love me, look for me, love,
in the shadows of the night,
where the moon draws paths,
and my heart beats wastefully.
Because with you I want to be happy,
in the warm embrace of the day,
to be reborn in every whisper,
in the passion that would guide us.
Fight for love, don't give up,
Let distance not extinguish the shine;
our essence united, latent,
is a beacon that is never simple.