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It´s never over.
I keep having a thousand roads ahead of me.
I keep not knowing wich one to choose.
I still believe someone´s going to arrive in my life.
And i´ll know then all the things i´ll have to do.
I´ll know everything at once.
All those roads will turn into one, the choice will be made on it´s own.
I don´t really worry because he isn´t here yet.
I worry because he isn´t going to be you.