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Oct 2014
I want to flee all clarity and i want you to come with me

We are getting forgotten by the fog consuming us little by little

Our perception becoming indistinct
You're just looking like a long lost shadow

And I only need to feel the grip of your hand
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   Traveler, David Patrick O'C and r
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