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Darkness on the edge shadow where I stand. I search for the time on a watch with no hands. I want to see you clearly come closer than this. But all I remember are the dreams in the mist. These dreams go on whenI close my eyes. Every second of night I live another life. These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside. Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away. And when I wake from slumber your shadow disappear.You sit there in my shadows. And you call it your relief. Don't be the with the one with. Bad eyes for the things I see. The darkness has no armor. Need protection from the air. High hopes through time passing. When I see I want you there