I feel that truth leaves up my mind
And you keep going far behind
For distant place of future haze
I`m walking curvy road
But lonely shades of broken dream
Are still calling me boyond
Above the night, across the clouds
To moonlight glittering touch
Who`ll never tear my sacred cards?
I`m asking not too much.
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