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See though an hole
What future holds
Can’t say nothing but the truth
Which ever whatever
We go we see nothing but the cold
When are we gonna say or when can we say
When this is gonna over
Grey color bit by bit hug the body
All the younger colors turn to the darkest hours
When are people gonna survive the unsurvival
Left behind things never will be left behind
Since this is a circle, everything will be back in no time
No love or no hate wastes nothing but life
There must be something on the water
Which we haven’t seen but tried to see, not have seen
Finally, it will all hug everyone except the death
All the younger self turns to the wrong thing
What can we say or what can we do
Maybe it’s over
We’ll see
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