Sometimes...
When you dream you see things you don't want to see
Your inner demons chase you through infinite streets
Her beauty and your friends turn your space into inmaculate horror
And you try to find shelter...from any kind of sorrow...
And Yet...
You don't feel desperate... or lonely
Like stars do, you keep yourself company
Inside your shell, Isolation leds you to hear the sea
That beautiful sound of freedom ... lives now in your ears...
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