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Words are hiding in my dreams
and love in there is mine
but silent hearts are priceless
and thoughts not worth a dime.
There’s nothing left in emptiness
a slowly dying reflection,
my guardian angel lost his wings
in devils resurrection.
There’s nothing there to save me
from hate and disaffection…
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