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Sometimes I close my eyes And fly to unknown seas Being up there in the skies I sail the clouds to find some peace I close my eyes, unknown seas being up there to be discovered we all are waiting sailors bothered by the coast miserably looking towards horizon eyes focused passing ships each of it carries millions of tons of hopes and dreams to their funeral at „Soul-Death“ Island Falling leaves are blown into the sea wolfs face He keeps focussing the ships which names he already forgot or never knew Poor old sailor, this much is true the day you'll die your heart is blue
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Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
Poor old sailor
Sometimes I close my eyes And fly to unknown seas Being up there in the skies I sail the clouds to find some peace I close my eyes, unknown seas being up there to be discovered we all are waiting sailors bothered by the coast miserably looking towards horizon eyes focused passing ships each of it carries millions of tons of hopes and dreams to their funeral at „Soul-Death“ Island Falling leaves are blown into the sea wolfs face He keeps focussing the ships which names he already forgot or never knew Poor old sailor, this much is true the day you'll die your heart is blue
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Hannover, Germany
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
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