Sometimes in tranquility,
I try to find myself
But then noise is pondered upon.
For silence perished many,
Their thoughts were always bound.
Revive the desires of heart
'cause voice is the only buoy.
I try to find myself
But then noise is pondered upon.
For silence perished many,
Their thoughts were always bound.
Revive the desires of heart
'cause voice is the only buoy.
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