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Standing at the horizon Someone either push me down or pull me up. Still facing the hurricanes Thunderstorms couldnt frighten me Lightning strikes couldnt hurt me Can a human be so strong that one doesnt even feel love anymore Infinite sadness but without a single drop of tears. |
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Flowers blooming around here stands a man without courage to pick the one Now what he thinks? Responsibilities! Or he is just thinking that he dont have a jar to put it on. Its not easy and its not easy Or just happy to see it blooming Coward! Pick it up pick it up! Its not the time to think
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What feels me is emptiness What frightens me is hunger |
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