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Sep 2014
as the clock rang midnight
i left home with the speed of light
with a heart full of bitterness
and a soul ripped by sadness
the road was obscure but sublime
and that owl's hoot was making rhythm
i was heading to the shadow city
where flowers never bloom and trees never grow
only mist and wind you know
no bird singing and no baby laughing
only dog barking and wolves howling
there was a castle high as a mountain
standing next to the secret fountain
the castle's bells start ringing
the ceremony is about to begin
and then i opened my eyes
it was just a dream
Written by
zeineb bouhaouel
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   Tyler Durden, --- and ---
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