There is so much to tell. But some things are better to kept secret.
I'll just say that once upon a time I got up in Paris and found that. It was the day before my birthday. Everything that happened afterwards were stories about you, me and two lovely girls.
this is how it ends
and now,
you see lord,
there's nothing
left for me to ask you
except the promise
you once made:
I will be forever young
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