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Aug 2016
I don't know when
but we must be ready
and have you decided
on when to be castrated

don't, hold my hand
we don't show our feelings
and I thought you completed
all of our training

look out the window
soon we'll be able to count all the stars
feel how the wind blow

because tonight, tonight might be the last
for you and i, together we'll fly so far
until we reach the creator of heaven and stars

tonight tonight, we throw our past
for you and i, together we'll die at last
so we can preach our message from heaven we start

and for a little while
we will be reaching on heaven's gate
Written by
alvin guanlao
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