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coming around again
we stand alone, so we believe
Coming back to the start
we climb over the walls that deceive
Coming from the past
We know we can only move forward
But we don't quite remember
If that's the heart we run towards
The night greets so serenely
We lay in her loving grasp
The night sings about our fears
As dreams we listen, we pray it last
The night who is to set us free
to only lock us in memories long past
until the moment when dreams linger in wake
for a split second, we remember our heart
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