24 мая 2014 г., 08:00  

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Something so deep (and unbound)
can be seen in your eyes
Even when sleep (comes around)
I can hear your cries...
But you're far away
You don't want me, or anybody else
I understand, you are solitary
I understand... but I am not like the Rest!
...
I've been wondering... for years
What is wrong with the man,
Why do we see darkness in bleams... ...

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