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Echoes
Echoes,
echoes in the dark chasing us away..
chasing us..
away.
Echoes,
echoes.. are still down there,
..there they are trying to hear our call,
call them to come around we are almost free, almost there,
almost there..
..fallen angels on the ground..
on the ground..
broken needle in a hay ..
in a hay.
Echoes,
echoes .. forever and before,
..before we weren't the same in their e...
Sunday 20th January 2019 9:04 pm
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