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CENTER]Drops of rain Dropping
My heart is quite sleeping
I am here hoping
Someone out there loving

I'm me and myself
Flying and flowting between clouds
Fetching for someone
Loving here and there

There was fire in my heart
and eternal burning
of a lake. I cared for tears,
the eerie memories.

The age-old pain of seeking
the liberation from twisted symbols,
simple measures of
finding a passage to unknown.[/CENTER]