Steam and Fog
How was it said
To learn from ones own mistakes, not misspelling again
I forgot probably
Under the roots of lonely evening town
Once again I loathe
The rain
Alone much like those years ago
Under the veils of dreams and dazing indications
Once again I hold
My breath
Alone much like those years ago
Blind Mind Communism
I seemed to hear you breathe me in
But I really know the truth pretty long
Tomorrow is the day I leave













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