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just me! |
Light Glistens in this
wonderful place...
Laying there in the snow
a wolf sleeps...
I see you standing there
on a hill of white snow...
Darkness beats light
where ever they may go...
Hear it that is the wind
hear it that is the trees...
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The world may never be at peace, nor may wars never end, |
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Dreams are dreams for if they become real, they are nothing but fantasys. |
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Paradise is a place where all can run free, if we dream than it becomes reality. |