forever the feeling in a glass house your words that throw stones , shatterd the feelings I walk in the broken glass ....
is this my house ? or a dream may I be so lucky to be .
this breeze of air wear did I fail , seems so I have been to frail .
is this my house ? or a dream may I be so lucky to be .
this breeze of air wear did I fail , seems so I have been to frail .
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