There are symbols that say it all. No more anger, no more fear. Must we forget, or must we understand what exists outside t.. t.. t Time? Between soul asylums, Earth breathes past. But it will be the r.. r.. River that stands tall, in the End. Amen we said, re-live again. And when it´s all over, only reality lies to us, like a mad child. Here we are... after every broken hearts tells us to... FORGET, little dawn...
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