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I am the unborn child condemned to cry forever
And every empty sunset keeps falling now and ever. I am the quiet shadow, a corner with no light, I am the lonely guardian of sadness, out of sight. Keep falling, sweet disasters! Keep touching all my veins. I'm moving back to my past. No losers. No one wins. 'Cause I'm the unborn child, you never saw my face, But sometimes, if you miss me, in dreams you can retrace My sad-sweet sandy eyes, the flowers from my hair, You'll see me flesh and bones... If only you can bear...
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