12″She approaches, walking slowly through the fog And when your dreams have come to end, how will you buy your happiness? And when your self is all you have left, with what will you fill your emptiness?
12″She approaches, walking slowly through the fog And when your dreams have come to end, how will you buy your happiness? And when your self is all you have left, with what will you fill your emptiness?
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