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In the end there is night running through my veins
Story telling about a fight covering the storm Streaming memories come falling down to the well of thoughts Dreaming all seems too bright.. the rain starts in my hand I'll be so.. you'll be so far away It's coming.. it's leaving.. life will be the same Still loving you the days are passing by Still needing you the nights are all a sign Laughter of a child like kissing all the words Dreaming of an old pair a woman and a man Simply like a day from my hidden solitude Here like running away from a love that starts again Would you change the world.. my world, my friend Would you make it better? will it live in pain? Let me be the best of your dreaming memory I shall give the rest it's all inside of me..
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