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The Afterworld
The breeze calls me till I wake from my slumber,
feels like its been years till I woke,
the spring paves my way till I see,
the meadows and trees guarding me from all ways,
the sun feels playful as it...
feels like its been years till I woke,
the spring paves my way till I see,
the meadows and trees guarding me from all ways,
the sun feels playful as it...
