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From ashes to ashes,
From dust to dust. The moments are like flashes And life is the crust. The moments are passing by, Without the smile of a victory. Nobody taught me how to fly. I know the wings are history. For the fear of darkness I unleashed the beast. So I can run from sadness, So I can live at least. The devil is persuade by me, Wherever he will hide. My eyes are opened and I still can’t see, And I am dazzled by your pride.
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