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Helpless, defenseless eyes of a child
Looking on the skies of gray
Looking with the tears of agony
Not even hoping for a better sunshine day

No one, who’d catch the sorrow apathy,
No childish laughter breaks the melancholy chain
No helpless hands of stolen destinies
Will bring me in this cruel world again

But still, there is some hope left deep inside of me
And when rain falls down upon this empty city
Sweet dreams run through my hallow memories
Calling back with all the word’s, they’re missing

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