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legends
We begin our stories with a different color
A new fire kindled in the wind
Strange strings sprung out of the strands of our hairs
We play the music of our hearts to the world but they wouldn't listen
Our minds are loaded guns that hasn't...
A new fire kindled in the wind
Strange strings sprung out of the strands of our hairs
We play the music of our hearts to the world but they wouldn't listen
Our minds are loaded guns that hasn't...
