When lights goes down

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What was the color of your face?
Was that smile, a trace?
A stranger waits in a strange place
the coming of a new day
Before the fire, it was all dark
It’s when man discovered the mark
And the world was never the same again
But it still spin in vain
Travels the time in a late train
The bridge between the heart and his very brain

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Published by Carlos aus Tokyo

Esoteric International player, attitude holder, natural born rebellious, tattooer of the masses. Owner of hännyahead tattoo

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