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paint me a crying eye orders the white demon
it is not necessary said I can’t you see the seagulls flying at a distance I can hear them cry I can hear another blue train passing by because of too many sleepless nights I am now buried beneath an old oak’s roots they founded a city upon my eyelids I am no more able to see over the walls and I am tired all over when my last teardrops will disappear only blackbirds will be left here shading my heart on the Eastern wall another child will touch me with the palm of his hand even God doesn't cry he’ll speak together with the bluebells swaying in the wind
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