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A Past Deceased
Letting winds lead you a way
from everything.
Leaving all that's left behind,
your moving forward now,
your moving forward from the end.
... & now your fragile hands are empty.
Now your love for dreams shall deplete
& shatter among the leave's,
away with winds that lead you a way from...
Letting winds lead you a way
from everything.
Leaving all that's left behind,
your moving forward now,
your moving forward from the end
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