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“I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via quotemadness)
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Is that when you are high You seem to fly You seem to fly Is that when you are high Up in disguise Up in disguise But you fly alone
Up in the skies
Time passes by It is too late to decline It’s burried deep in your mind You are to weak for goodbyes And so the Nightfall comes the sky turns red Your eyes grow wide like you were dead
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