Hello, how are you?
It starts with rain eyes, sitting in a cold shower. Trying to get a dream without sleep, no rest for the mind. Sounds numb to the silence, of course I can hear you. I hear you say, hello, how are you? Yet my response becomes memories memorized by emotions. I have turned myself into a dream without sleep. I see a face falling with tears, it gets harder every time to speak from the heart. Come and save my life.
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