One by one
he'll shut the doors.
The bells will be ringed,
answered by the emptiness.
The knock will only utter,
the reigns of lost memories.
The mind will only read,
the letters to heart.
But there will be no one
to be listened.
he'll shut the doors.
The bells will be ringed,
answered by the emptiness.
The knock will only utter,
the reigns of lost memories.
The mind will only read,
the letters to heart.
But there will be no one
to be listened.
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