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listen

there is a whisper
there is a song in the air
but i cannot hear it
your voice is deeper

i pray for you the other night
There it wasn't good
so i pray to the stars

then
my heart star beating for the first time

i say come whit me
but you dont looked
i say come whit me again
but nothing

i star to cray
because everething was crumbling
then i saw
i was alive
and you were not there

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