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Sadness Cerrien

Cloud

Cloud

Cloud

It's not a fair

It's not a festival

It's something else

It's my own dreamland

It's walking through the veil of a memory, where no one feels the green streams but I

It's the purity that my soul wants me above the flesh of trees

The outer circle of dew and root

And from primal to the modern winds that pulsate through her tresses

We are perfect
I will hold you in the tallest of my trees

The greatest circle of veins

Above and through

And so far

I am Damian

The D in my name alikе the green streams

I remеmber the fragrance , the mirror

I feel the cerrien days


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