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Текст: Nina Nastasia. The Blackened Air. The Same Day.


The same day keeps happening
The frosted breaks, the evening pains
And seeing I won't help myself
You can't remember why you stayed

I wish that I could throw you once
Be the steed to break himself
But that would take so many tries
With all the days we've lost so far