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••°¤*(¯`°´¯)*¤°•• <º)))><•´¯`•±‡±Sing to me the song of the stars, of your galaxies dancing and laughing and laughing again. When I feel like my home is so far sing to me of the plans for which you sent me to this Earth±‡±•´¯`•><(((º>
...passion, colors, everything The songs I sing, from way out there to deep within The face I wear behind my grin The price I pay for my original sin Everything, everything, everything... -Poets of the Fall