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WHY?!?


Why do we always wait until the sun has nearly set where the shade from evening Shadows is the only shelter we can get for Darkness Falls on memories of long-lost happy times and the only sound we hear is that AB regrets mournful chimes Why Can't We rise up with the sun in your early morning mist in that place that's far more beautiful than any Angel God has ever kissed where we as children used to play before the truth shown in our eyes and Senators running for the Shadows to hide ourselves from our own lies why
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