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I broke my heart going at 96 km/h on a highway of our dreams;
you had your seatbelt on, as if you were prepared.
You texted me, "Sorry, I slipped.", and all I could think of was that damn Mario.
October 25th, 2010, I precisely remember that night because that night, I cried myself to sleep.