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Time, thousand of thoughts stun me, and |
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I don't know yet if |
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I prefer the past. |
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No!!! Requiem for the innocence, not even |
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I hear its notes and so near they sounded... |
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Sometimes, emotions show the dark side of me, |
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I can't understand my own acts. |
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Time invites to forget so many little things which talk about me. |
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No!!! It's a long time ago, now |
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I see it clearly who deserves an awake... |
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Sometimes, emotions show the dark side of me |
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I can't understand my own acts and |
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I close another door. |
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When trouble invades you. |
