False patterns appear in the casket of air
Moving closer to its indulging peace
Quiet and broken
I move towards the freezing waters
My sorrows released into the crisp waves
Floating like mist towards the sky
False patterns appear in the casket of air
Moving closer to its indulging peace
Quiet and broken
I move towards the freezing waters
My sorrows released into the crisp waves
Floating like mist towards the sky
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