Are you there to keep me save?
upon the hills of limitless evening
twisted, that's how my heart behave
restless nightmare that never ending
….
could i be there to keep you save?
are you ok? pale is your face, in skin of hollow
but you are there so beyond the grave
outta window, begun hardest to follow
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