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Longing finding

Losing myself
In the search
Of holy things

There's nothing there
Sanity gone home
Little left to be found

The race
The chase
Never able to fall asleep

I forget reality
When i look for the dream
I wish to know


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Publicerad 2007-12-21 06:13



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