End.

Let me run, let me be alone, let me love who wants to love ... just let me be who I want to be, freedom.

Let me feel the air, let me fly with my dreams, let me catch my illusions, let me go with my hopes, let me. LET ME!
Someone made ​​a stage that we dind't want and to the simple fact to be around, you don't think that I will respect.
It's the end of that stage, you can follow it ... but you don't think that I'll be there to follow you.

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