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To All Betrayal!

I will be the one
I will be the last thing
I say I will be your nice dream
And all the shadow of the new rising

In conversation of wish
I dig me my own park
And sat on serendipity
A chair which we can talk

I named you with someone’s title
Then you shout my name at there
Until our saint are running home
I do it to yourself, I do care

I keep on watching
I keep my eyes on you
I have to keep a beautiful sight
I wish something would happen on through

So pay me sympathy
So I declare and drift away
This horizon belong to the falling sky
If you think you are strong enough to stay

July, 4th 2003
Bastian

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