And After That
The labyrinths that time creates vanish. (Only the desert remains.) The heart, fountain of desire, vanishes. (Only the desert remains.) The illusion of dawn and kisses vanish. Only the desert remains. A rolling desert.
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The labyrinths that time creates vanish. (Only the desert remains.) The heart, fountain of desire, vanishes. (Only the desert remains.) The illusion of dawn and kisses vanish. Only the desert remains. A rolling desert.
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