Places we find out, we're in the wrong time
We should suffer for black winter moments
Researching on the roof
Inside of me there's some more then
when the lights around the new
Wishing you all the time and I'm
In the trying area
What instinct from this
rumbling eastern light from your grace
Is that light from your eyes?
If I had a strong mobile twisted
around your new found island
I'd push you with all my power
so near that I can hear you breathing
I'd open the books and to write
the golden snowy soon in your side
It was written in the foggy fight
just so I can hear you smile..
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