Without you everything is impossible, nonsense.
With you everything is under control, right.
Together with you everything is easy, wonderful.
But now you go, far away from me.
Like a lost my stick, confused.
That is wrong, I think.
I can stand on my feet, I can breath.
I can smile, I can laugh.
I can draw bowline in my face, of course.
I still live, even without you.
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