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ConcreteIf you where ever where to win me again you would have to look within Note what to gain if I was to go what we together could win
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tonight a whisper have told my soul have painted it all in black there is no heading forward no turning back.
Just a calm woice of Goodby a gently turning around not a wisper nothing at all emptiness is the only sound
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