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I am the son

I am name
I am philosophy
Light a candle
The night
In gruesome smoke
I still remember
Pains below
Now tell me
Am I vanished
To me
Not by me
Yes I still
Remember
The dull
Dance gone quiet
And the sea
Frowned hello
A drop into the ocean
The island on fire
The tower light
Built by scene
Underneath
The living street
A rubble time
Stone
The walls tremors
Day after day
Can I save them
If I tried
If only I tried
Destroy
The city
I've tried
Shine a light
Across




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Publicerad 2023-01-28 21:32



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