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Rings on fingers echo

Rings on fingers echo

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In a moment in the distant past, he groaned at the separation of Hamsa. Yesterday passes... The present becomes yesterday Nothing protects you from this cold This hunger grows as we age, as the stars fade in our songs Like fog we dissipate at first dawn We do not know who will carry these coffins Us or our friends? Who will carry the other's coffin?

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