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I took the train To the burning skies, To the sinking clouds, To the bridge of redemption. I waited in line, Beside the others, For my decision, For my punishment. I came to him And he said, "You shall be one; You will have won" I went to my prize With others like me. The world was whiter; The world was brighter. I saw to my life And it was filled with things. Things people pay for; Things people **** for. I saw the fog That kept Life from Love. It blurred my sight; It blurred my joy. I saw the reason, After three score and seven days. The reason was not prize; The reason was punishment. I chose the option To choose my way back To the life before For the life ahead. And after the second second, I saw the difference. It was a saga of life; It was a saga of dream.
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Mar 13, 2011
Mar 13, 2011 at 8:43 PM UTC
The First Time "I" (The Second Second)
I took the train To the burning skies, To the sinking clouds, To the bridge of redemption. I waited in line, Beside the others, For my decision, For my punishment. I came to him And he said, "You shall be one; You will have won" I went to my prize With others like me. The world was whiter; The world was brighter. I saw to my life And it was filled with things. Things people pay for; Things people **** for. I saw the fog That kept Life from Love. It blurred my sight; It blurred my joy. I saw the reason, After three score and seven days. The reason was not prize; The reason was punishment. I chose the option To choose my way back To the life before For the life ahead. And after the second second, I saw the difference. It was a saga of life; It was a saga of dream.
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Mar 13, 2011
Mar 13, 2011 at 8:43 PM UTC
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