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Nov 2014
Your way through salvation
Have no destination
Your destiny falls
While your honor in quake

We think that the light
Will guide us to might
But truth is beside
When the darkness awake

Your fears are so funny
When winter not sunny
Tears falling and calling
But wisdom absorbs

And you're think you're passioned
But lies goes the way should
Disciple is fake
But you're just going on

You think you're alive
But it's just compilation
Of feelings inside
And that's fall of your mind
Vladimir Pavlov
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Vladimir Pavlov  Russia, Moscow
(Russia, Moscow)   
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