Words that don't exist,
Make more sense to me
- Lonesome dreams are never empty
And I'll always be full, regrettably.
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Quem sou eu
- Petr Ugarska
- I'm death and I'm blind. With my own two hands I glide. I can fell it in the back of my mind. Whispers to me, something in this land, I don't know what are this voices of sand.
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