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it never happens fast; in soul my fire gone away; maybe was the something good in past with us; but it before. but all before. around me shines so much suns; when i bad think then pretty moon rise for me in dark; but i will never forget my comet who woke up my heart; already so much years gone; but i return to seaside where we the wings belongs; where in memory paradise; and now we live in funny dreams; lonely, powerful in rise, in getting future better wins; without love in day and night . around me a lot the happy whores; but they crying everyday because they think what world must shame and imagine what all was lost; cause people is little meteors who falling down without shine, creating dark. but i one time catched the lonely light and i never will forget my far comet in far sky who in first time woke up my heart
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