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Unholy
Water gives a sigh My hair seems to be seized by the wind But I must continue this trip never looking back Whirl absorbed, water gives a sigh Through's are reserved, water is darkening Gray blow is my home Nice weather was, is and will be today Now I'll transpire, gray blow is my home Still I am doomed to be in this walls of myself They prevent my words I fell in love with myself
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