Talk to me; one way we can be free.
Scream, shout do whatever, but talk to me,
understanding; not much differences.
It all begins with you and me, talk to me.
One then another, then another and another.
Knowing we are one, this is forgotten.
One heart beats in all, same rhythm, no difference.
Talk to me.
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