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Passing through
Hanging loosely, cooped in tight. A longing hand desired you.
Caged by my own words. I wished upon a star for the forbidden til it came to be. Can a dreamer breathe in the same air of his dream.
If death is our doom, then life...
Caged by my own words. I wished upon a star for the forbidden til it came to be. Can a dreamer breathe in the same air of his dream.
If death is our doom, then life...
