Shadows of trees just touched the windows.
Time slowing down in the gray heavy arms
Squares, they are flew in to greet of your person
Taking off dresses from their forearm.
As matches are falling, these random outbreaks
With deepest blue mist, turned shy glance
i giant, born in mouse, is biggest mistakes
i am my pride and i'm my mischance
Time slowing down in the gray heavy arms
Squares, they are flew in to greet of your person
Taking off dresses from their forearm.
As matches are falling, these random outbreaks
With deepest blue mist, turned shy glance
i giant, born in mouse, is biggest mistakes
i am my pride and i'm my mischance
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