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Mar 2019
I see their arms in the air
All the way down the road to sanctuary
I hear voices that tried to care
Amid sighs that held on for centuries

So tell me again, is this the end ?
'Cause I see their arms in the air
And I feel back home again

The signs are all around the road
It's lighten up written in bold why can't you see ?
Your veil, it really never moved, did it ?
It's a wonder how you can see at all

But please tell me again, is this the end ?
Now I hear their voice in the rain
And I feel back home again

Now, it's time to pack our bags, you see
Life is meant to be spent on the run
But no, I don't think you're coming with me
Either you follow me or you die here

I know exactly where I am
And I think you know who brought me here
And I see your arms in the air
And I just feel whole again
At lot of people lived and died in my head. I don't remember any of them
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Pointless Circle  26/M/France
(26/M/France)   
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