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From Within

Anekdoten


sleep
golden city
behind bolts, bars and stone
dream
mighty city
of the wind and the sea
stars shoot a line across the sky

no way in
from the outside
no way out
from within
stars call me down from the sky

weep
sleepless city
in your room
deep within
and the stars shoot me down from the sky

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