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This night
On those sleepless nights,
the ones that stretch over years remembered,
your song sometimes seeps in.
The threat of rescue in it's chorus.
Poorly forgotten pain insulates against the ordeal of trust.
I will not let you feel the gratitude for the salvation you deliver.
It is temporary.
the ones that stretch over years remembered,
your song sometimes seeps in.
The threat of rescue in it's chorus.
Poorly forgotten pain insulates against the ordeal of trust.
I will not let you feel the gratitude for the salvation you deliver.
It is temporary.
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