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blue horizon


shaloow days, blue horizon

deep nights, conquered sins

outside, inside

upside down'

under the waters a dead man drowns

over the ground

there is no noise, there is no sound

interpreting voices in the air

across the sea in a long, rebellious stare

shallow days, blue horizon

deep nights, conquered sins

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