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This is something I have read
For now on i’ll just go ahead I left all those things behind There will never be a lie. The creation is complete All my feelings, I believed. Make for me a road to follow So my heart will leave the sorrow. Stepping is like an illusion Feelings get to make conclusions Eyes are loosing all their light ‘Cause the moon is black tonight. No spark is there to show the way No angel to light the moon today. No more bright eyes as a guide Just illusions in the night. I’m not stepping on the grass Life was lost when time has passed I’m not breathing for some time. Air was gone when I arrived.
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