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Seasons don't change they just glide through my eyes Like a serpent in the sky, tempestuous love passing me by Singing
Infinity of space, it destroys this special place Of momentary bliss, it's the thorn in a kiss Singing
Sadness and you have become my perfect two In a world I divide what is good and what I do Singing
Seasons don't change they just glide through my eyes Like a serpent in the sky, tempestuous love passing me by Singing
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