My brain is stopped
loose fingers out
me want escape
Before the Final
Deadlock is near
by an unknown reason-Ъ
Skin's getting black tonight
before the seasons ?
The tongue is over-dried
und - swollen ( as the fish )
Before the sands will cover
snowy lands tomorrow , regrets do i so much
abt. only You - mine wonderful the lovely Glory
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to be cont-ued
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