Gone are the days of love, when we loved each other madly, and I still often remember and feel some sadness. I still wear a wedding ring on my arm, I am proud of your image, because my love was you no matter who you are now. I still grow a rosy rose, a memory of your beloved, and now it smells nice, but my heart sighs. A smile doesn't adorn my face, I keep wondering how you are, whether you're happy or not living better without me.

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