Other Than Me
only you will walk on my streets
the darkness will end
to follow the traces of abandonment
it will be finished in one place
gave a whistling mark
nobody will not know other than me
only you will smile from mirrors
ices will melt
a hidden hand wiil touch to my soul
the dream will end
facing the ball a wizard
nobody will not spell other than me
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