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I would like that people remember about me...
We belive in our freedom... while the dream is alive..
While the dream is alive, nobody'll can take away our freedom.
In all time. Let will be so....
Flame is more brightly.
The pages of life are in there...
What will be later - just I know...
The questons are lost....
But answer isn't false!
Im going out to eternity
On the steel machineryes....
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