many times i saw that tragedy
incurable my feelings, i'm losing my memory
weary, painful...yet too sane
i crown my lonesome
i change my feelings against love
when that makes me stronger
i dive more into myself
as otistics, i am in my own magic
Angels offer a deardy courage
in order to relieve my spirit
when that makes me stronger
i feel the wind of my wings
within the strange mixture of dreams
i've left to choose my own way
to survive to the furthest lands
as ever time's the wing of my dreams
simple winds could drift away
so i am alone by my tears
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