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I’ll stand still Just for a moment In the infinity Before I take My first step Into the fields of apocalypse I’ll find myself Suddenly Running toward the wall Of my dreams Forever the same Made of bricks White and old Timeless
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Jul 31, 2010
Jul 31, 2010 at 8:52 AM UTC
My dreams will never change
I’ll stand still Just for a moment In the infinity Before I take My first step Into the fields of apocalypse I’ll find myself Suddenly Running toward the wall Of my dreams Forever the same Made of bricks White and old Timeless
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Jul 31, 2010
Jul 31, 2010 at 8:52 AM UTC
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