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de At Dawn

Maybe arose right yonder
Sky weeps showing the Sun reflecting on her face
How a blind can perceive the quiet rising Sun and forsake Moon’s coldest side
Colours makes no sound and reaches the inside
Weak interaction between infinitely distant systems
Maybe tundre maybe thousand stars burns brightly but we can’t feel them
You, you can’t cross the line and every single moment we passed it apart
Comunication makes us empty and unable to bare ourselves from

The unnecessary ostensibile doctrine of internalizing in speech the capability of transmitting pure feelings
Pathetic blank wrappers
Crumble the wall, then free the essentials if not
The Sun will tear us apart
Comunication makes us empty and unable to bare ourselves from us

Saw your eyes changing, then turning blue

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