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The sun, The tears
The night came, with its the summer dews,
My life flickered, I thought death was sure,
The knocks non-stop, the insult bloated,
Death became an option but Life pulled a sword.
A swing in clash, A clang the song,
Over my wimpy...
My life flickered, I thought death was sure,
The knocks non-stop, the insult bloated,
Death became an option but Life pulled a sword.
A swing in clash, A clang the song,
Over my wimpy...
