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Amidst all grey, the moon peeks through Shining a pale light, a wind fairly blue A cigarette lit, my mind racing through Looking for a place for my head in this world so untrue Consumed in this darkness, the pale light is you Saviour of mine, you are the truth
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 4:22 AM UTC
Pale Light
Amidst all grey, the moon peeks through Shining a pale light, a wind fairly blue A cigarette lit, my mind racing through Looking for a place for my head in this world so untrue Consumed in this darkness, the pale light is you Saviour of mine, you are the truth
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23/M/Bangladesh
Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 4:22 AM UTC
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