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I'll wait for the the darkness he will provide the clarity
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Where did my angels run and Where are the guys with eyes? Where do the sleep at night? Sleep night, How can I?
Where did my run and hide? Where are the guys with eyes? Where do the strangers at night? this night, how can I?
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