Jul 2023
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second by second
the illusions abandon me
Paris looks the same as it did in Satie's time
a chair in the park
music
people are walking
i sit down
and wait for the wind to pass by
second by second
the illusions abandon me
Paris looks the same as it did in Satie's time
a chair in the park
music
people are walking
i sit down
and wait for the wind to pass by
Written by
Maria Mitea
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