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The other side
There is a white world
On the other side of the glass
Where yellow cars are found bold
While driving along the grass.
There are children
On the other side of the glass.
They seem to be so mild
Because they don`t belong to any class.
There is a white melody
On the other side of the glass.
It`s heart burns in tragedy
When a lady makes her pass.
There is a foreigner
On the other side of the glass.
He looks like a true coroner
When his side sees no lass.
There is this white book
On the other side of the glass
Where dreams have the look
Quite similar to a brass.
Let the blues vanish away
On the other side of the glass.
Let the light shine your way,
It is the other side of the glass.
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