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I run over the seas
and dive in the skylines burnt by the fires of hell the night that will come with all its whispers will embrace us I find myself on pathways the dance taking shape in my soul with your hot footsteps bears me down – I remain trampled like an animal on the asphalt I rise from oblivions the dusty accordion still throbs in the night when I laugh in my sleep and I tell you in foreign languages the oldest words all that we feel for each other is relative – the vibrations, the tears, the sighs, the embraces I want to run madly among trees in autumn – the soul, the leaf, the mystery, the sky, the wind, the smile I want you to bring me down with the chain from your foot’s joint – the hands stretched on the same sky axis
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