II. FUGIT HORA
Drops of rain woke me. I stared at the cold shafts. Time passed slowly. Everything stood in place. Past and present interected together. They confessed me secrets
I. Odi et Amo
Music goes silent
Silence treats my pain
Soul is empty
I can’t find return road
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