I am the sun
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That from the plinth of shadow
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Looks at something that was yesterday tomorrow
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If you went the paths of my thoughts
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You could say a few words
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That are missing
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In the late summer
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... a lazy late summer
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I am the Star
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That knows somewhere there is someone
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Shining like my sorrow
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He's looking at yesterday tomorrow
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He know the paths of my thoughts
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He would say a few words
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That are missing
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In the last summer
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Thinking about the inessential
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Daydreaming about the reality
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Makes me build while destroying
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Without the skin's shield
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Naked flesh is bleeding
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Like the touch of knife in a drawer
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Not expecting the awakening
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... a lazy late summer
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The Sun
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| Delight |
