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sixth-senseWednesday, February 26, 2003. Give me your ears and I fill it with these words. Walking through my brain, my soul dies a little more. A dream loaded with old memories pulls up to my head,. An old face with eyebrows tied up to past years. Breathes in my heart painful words,. Haven't we met somewhere in that world where the clouds always fight in favor of the sun? Before I understood him, his thoughts were falling in my heart. My lungs , breathing without air,. Cold blood in my vains cut very deep,.
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