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Burning Photographs

O życiu
Suddenly the wind whistles my name, again, as it has done before we met. Suddenly I don't need you anymore, there's no fire within my soul. You've extinguished our flames, you've simply made it fly away. But I can still see your smiling face, between all your hidden fakes. And watching burning photographs, of our dreams, beneath dark clouds relieves my soul. Suddenly I know, I'm taking control.
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