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Senses - Epic Amplified
Vaguely blinded with thoughts they scream their need through the night a lost charriot of dreams flies without a smile on its face
i know it has lost its way and nobody is asking me for the way because everyone seems to be blinded by that star
perfuming itself with vanity
and i smile at the sun which is a sleeping child tonight. Singing lullabies made of silence.
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