Weird, beautiful, eerie, and kind of mystical.

drifting along on the wave of tranquility ...

It rains, and the wind is never weary ...

I'm sayin', you know what I mean. This ain't love ...

And I'm woken from my dream ...

wish you were here ... I miss you like hell.

... and Code more.

Love is for poets, only for a famous balcony scene. Just a dying faith on a heaven's gate.

compiling time ...

somewhere down the road … sadness yes, but no sorrow.

I'll travel the river of styx. And marry time, as I am waiting's bride.

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