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No one gives me destination
No one gets me out of here
Miracle of self-creation
Empty space where i may be
I can cry but none should listen
I may seek but none should hide
I can try to find my mistress
In the fortress of my mind
Can you see - there are no people
Only mirror on the wall
It absourbs, it takes you deeper
To the One, you have been called
No one gives me destination
No one gets me out of here
Miracle of self-creation
Empty space where i may be
Song Of Being
© Copyright: Загрим, 2012
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