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Timeless (the 23th of December 2007)
I am growing old now I‘ve lost my number I am growing timeless I’ve killed my father… The plain that born me It’s dry, in hunger I am growing blind now And starting wonder R: Where is the promised plain Which brought the final rain And took my growing pain Of growing old now . I am growing speechless I’ve lost my honor And this prophetic time Has lost its hour. I am growing heartless My wood is desert I’ve killed my father And keep on wonder: R.
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