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many moons ago
I think I've already died
a hundred moons ago.
I imagine my spirit is now dancing
on white glistening snow.
my body is left on land,
to live out it's course.
my spirit had gone.
and closed all the doors.
Sometimes I see a glimpse of...
a hundred moons ago.
I imagine my spirit is now dancing
on white glistening snow.
my body is left on land,
to live out it's course.
my spirit had gone.
and closed all the doors.
Sometimes I see a glimpse of...
