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It is some kind of decease
An obsession with irretrievably lost
A foolish dream which cannot
Come true anymore

Oh, how I wish to soar in the sky
On white weightless wings
In embrace of warm air flows
To meet first rays of a dawn

In my underground world
Birds crawl in mud
Their feather is covered in tar
And songs are gnash

In this place where I was hiding for too long
From fear of being with ones of my kind
I've broken my wings against low vaults of the caves
And became forever blind

My faded eyes
Will not ever see the sun
My chimerical dreams will rot
With me under the ground

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