Like a flame leaving the wick behind,
so I let my thoughts empty my mind,
‘cause they crossed all the streets I built
and there is no remaining seat.

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Like a flame leaving the wick behind,
so I let my thoughts empty my mind,
‘cause they crossed all the streets I built
and there is no remaining seat.

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