Thursday 26 November 2009 photo 2/2
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Ungefär såhär.
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As the cheerless towns pass my window. I can see a washed out moon through the fog. And then a voice inside my head breaks the analog and says: "Follow me down, to the valley below. You know. Moonligt is bleeding from out of your soul.
I survived against the will of my twisted folk. But in the deafness of my world, silence broke and said "Follow me down, to the valley below. You know. Moonligt is bleeding from out of your soul. My David don't you worry. This cold world is not for you. So rest your head upon me, I have strength to carry you."
"Come to us, Lazarus. It's time for you to go."
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