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We all hid the misfortune in a smile;
before we could breathe again, it took a while...
You vanish for more than half the sky.
I trace all the stars with a needle in my eye...
Mommy, is it far away where you are?
I can see you sitting there, in the dark...
Take me in my sleep,
and make me queen...
Can you hear me cry out
from this desecrated place...