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Give me the stars, Give me your heart
Your shadow follow me in the dream... Of the darkness
You can call me in night, your smile shine light it's bright...
You my mistres.

Crying of lie, mindings of pain...
My life is blue line on a face of the dark sky

You put on a dress
My dreams is less
I'm walk in the darkness

The "F" is not press
The feel is not less
The category of beauty is my chance
It was sink in sand by my foots noise steps of the Gold Coast