And now thorns will become stars
And now daggers will turn into whispers.
The sky won’t succumb to the night - it will follow us without hestitation.
The sea won’t do you harm - it will simply let you drift.
And now thorns will become stars
And now daggers will turn into whispers.
The sky won’t succumb to the night - it will follow us without hestitation.
The sea won’t do you harm - it will simply let you drift.
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