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IN LOW SPIRITS by ARTROSIS
Neither night nor day will answer me New cares where each of them Has its own story There is something around me that attracts blue moments I have no illusions and I become the mist I fell apart
To wing its way above dreams to find yourself Chilly rain blends tears with its drops of breath There is something around me that attracts blue moments I have no illusions and I become the mist I fell apart
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INLOWSPIRITS by ARTROSIS
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