" A good life "

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Indeed it's pointless to think of running away
Without a goodbye
Without the thought of ever stopping by

As nothing as an abyss of a heart to have

Is impossible but I strive for that
To untie the knot to the home of my childhood fairytales

To have it all new somewhere far away
Where time would rust of the traces of today
Bury my red in purple and grey

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