one day , one dawn ,
will come for all ,
the dew of truth ,
drips from the branches ,
which claw at the sky ,
the tree of deceit ,
each sunrise is the first ,
there is no yesterday .
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 2:17 PM UTC
one day , one dawn ,
will come for all ,
the dew of truth ,
drips from the branches ,
which claw at the sky ,
the tree of deceit ,
each sunrise is the first ,
there is no yesterday .
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