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Lletres: Sleep Station. After The War. A Soldiers Dream.


All the seasons go, nowhere left to go, the light shines on my face. I am nowhere near, the ending has appeared and I must now go home. I?ve been waiting for so long.
I can feel my dreams falling, across my mind, into the ground. I can feel my blood rising, through my heart into my eyes, oh the day I?ve waited for is here.
This is all a dream, nothing is what it seems, and I wait for the cold. I?ll become a ghost familiar with my home, and calling out your name. I?ve already died inside.
I can feel my dreams falling, across my mind, into the ground. I can feel my blood rising, through my heart into my eyes, oh the day I?ve waited for is here.
Forever takes it?s toll, whatever I?ve been told, is not apparent now. I?ll move towards the sun, heading for the guns, and knowing I will die. I have placed my faith in you.
I can feel my dreams falling, across my mind, into the ground. I can feel my blood rising, through my heart into my eyes, oh the day I?ve waited for is here
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