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Everything is coulors about to burst into stairs of heaven The deathmasks enter the full content of life How shining bright and devestating dark it is ...as always - This... it has all happened before, hasnt it? Solitary virtues of souls Right? Lingering in quriosity Poured out in the silver spring The water flows so fresh, clear and vivid Its spring spring spring ...aproaching Cure my sores, my broken bones the hollowness, allow it to burst In the darkness Everything is soft sunlight Who knows? Maybe... even a blind man can see. |
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