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my fists in pocket sleepless, i'm walking towards all that i don’t knowi’m returning something that i’ve found and was once yours so precious to the dream policethis is a coin for the well i wish my wrongs were righted just want to be reunitedi had to face(pace) the world and go from blind to sighted for us to be reunited nowi’m seeking a flame that will parch out the heavy uncharted waters on my heartand i’m collecting memories as reward for my melancholy keep saving up-for the time machine From Letras Mania