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It was summer, or something like that
I sat in a car
and drove to the filthiest part of a city
there, to the street of eldest trade
I slowed down ..
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Once in the land of clouds,
now in the wastes of deep,
once in light that enshrouds,
now cursed forever to sleep.
Favorite once I`ve been,
hate..
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Another day in dust, fallen leaves at feet,wind plays with silence, whisper of autumn greet,walking through crowdy place, yet feeling all alone,if onl..
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There comes a time, when evereything feels all the same,when you lose will to talk, though there's no one to blame,when, if you had the power, you wou..
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On the road again, air is so heavy tonight,on the road again, as every other night,on the road again, just trying to get away,on the road again...we&r..
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Wherever I go, whenever I go, I always end up in same place,not bright... not dark... just only without any embrace,a place of withered dreams, withou..
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