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I'm blind without a main road, the only thing that keeps me walking is the craving, the last thing I have. That desire that is taking me to ruin but it will be also my salvation, to be born again like a phoenix from the ashes. The hankering will be the key to redemption and the hope that won't, doesn't want, die, yet..
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
Craving
I'm blind without a main road, the only thing that keeps me walking is the craving, the last thing I have. That desire that is taking me to ruin but it will be also my salvation, to be born again like a phoenix from the ashes. The hankering will be the key to redemption and the hope that won't, doesn't want, die, yet..
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
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