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Black Sunday night

The train moves slowly throughout the night I did not expect to meet you again Empty spaces around us reminds about What once could have been I left you in rage But now we meet again Randomly When we are

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In the snow

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Now My brain is ready for total destruction I wait for total reconstruction of meaning I always hope for the best But I can not se what is best at the very moment The snow keeps on falling and I

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I see

There are no meaningOnly snowOnly white snow filling up the land

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