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Sleeping eyes macking me disguis
watching 'round, can't see the ground.
The head from all wants you to fall
in the chamber of dammend
There are no colours there is no light
is that the end, is that the death?
You will see, you will see,
you will feel, you will feel,
But you know you're strong
you don't belong here in this place,
where nobody has a face
it's all the same, all the same
It's cruel you can't reclaim.
Show them the colours, show them the light
show them it's right not to see with your eyes
but with your heart, with your soul,
with your feelings let them grow
and feel alright.
Light will defeat the darkness
loudly lauthers oust the negative intentions.
copyright by Anna Lendt
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