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finding myself, the in-quest, a war is going on, trying to find you in the war zone, tears sweat and blood, the last conquest, all the strangers can see, they see us playing in the autumn leaves, winter is just moments away, holding each other's hand, running around in the rain, our souls are no longer in control, at heaven's request.. our flesh immediately disappears.. who knew we would never see or even feel the sunshine again.. all the strangers could see it..