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Behind the past

Invisible glass, yet found behind loneliness.
A protective barrier that one day you realize the magic, the magic of life.
Defiant child runs ridiculously over the road, a bunker there.
Filled out secrets, filled out lives. Where is the respect from our past time?




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Publicerad 2012-06-14 09:22



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