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- London after midnightTime we've spent in bed.
Shouts have ceased,
Fears have increased?
This limited world
Kills me with its cold.
At night my words
Come to life again,
I shed light drops
Of sounds,which are all vain.
Thoughts are burning
In my head,
Silence tells more
About time we've spent in bed.
Everything I have in this life
I gave you without remains,
I asked the God for tears to cry
But only felt the calm in his eyes.
Dust of our love and paradise
Will fall down deep in your heart,
The sun for us will rise
And death will be set apart.
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