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None is Traveling
Here along this way but I ,
On this snow globe evening
The last season of the year
My thoughts come - And here is Loneliness ,
The winter is cold here in Iceland.
On this snow globe evening
The last season of the year
My thoughts come - And here is Loneliness ,
The winter is cold here in Iceland.
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