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Wander down to the broken shore |
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The weight of one to many wars |
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Another vision to ignore |
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Apart from ardor |
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Tied up hands |
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A deeper water will expand |
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A million dreams on the floor |
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What next |
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Another moon is gone |
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Slipped by the fallen wilted sun |
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I know, though I cannot run |
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Pulled down by ordinary means |
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A growing laughter in between |
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I feel another day is done |
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All movement ends |
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The time it's gone |
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Waves have no memory of the warmth |
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And another day is done |
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Apart from ardor |
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Tied up hands |
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A deeper water will expand |
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And another day is done |
