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I dream, I dream, I dreamHe came to me in a dream. The epitome of the wounded,I dream, I dream, I dream
...of the weak and frail and that of the broken hearted and empty. He was sunshine and all that was gold to my eyes. He was mine. Yet he was not.
I walked on my clouds of bliss, His concern never leaving his eyes, I was truly happy and I could not have given it up for the world.
My dreams, They became a memory, Of long forgotten kisses, All those things that held dear to me. Whispering away with the wavering of my eyes, A touch that was never real. A love that was more real than anythin
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Un Soldato Quando la Battaglia Finisce non resta Troppo allungo
Sul campo a compiangere i propri compagni.
Li ha nel cuore e prosegue avanti per la sua strada anche se il pensiero lo tormenta.
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Where abouts in Ozland are you situated?
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