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Blackness
All is wrapped
In blackness
Covered overall
Blackness
All is wrapped
In blackness
Covered overall
Can't even see my fingers in front of my eyes
Moving like ballet dancers in slow motion
And the sound reminding me of bugle calls
Hurricanes my heart into commotion
Waiting is never wasted time
Waiting is never wasted time
Even loneliness is full of life
And the sound reminding me of bugle calls
Hurricanes my heart into commotion
Waiting to be discovered
Waiting to be discovered
Waiting to be discovered
Waiting to be discovered
Even loneliness is full of life
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