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holding a breath of delight put in small rolls of paper white maybe the weight is high maybe the loss is a little time close to a life´s inside I know for some excuse is used to hide for the longest time I´ve been away from the highest highs I´ve gazed and the endless paths that reacure won´t give up my haste and thirst step in a boat and glide over the icy oceanside maybe you´ll see a seelion they say in Finland you see them crying even with smiles on their face just like a clown will use it to escape for the longest time I´ve been away from the highest highs I´ve gazed and the endless paths that reacure won´t give up my haste and thirst From Letras Mania