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There's a mystery she hides As she passes by through a tree No one is particular with her name Even her face no one could see As she swing in the cradle in the tree Swing, swing back in fourth she stopped and turn her way to me Everything went dark And, I wake up lying in the park It is near the lake that I could barely see myself It's me who no one dares to ask It's me who embraces darkness than weakness It's me who feels denied so isolate
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Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 5:25 AM UTC
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