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The clock
Marked the final hour
Of another empty era
Waked up
With the perfume
Of begin a new life
The surrounding landscape
Feel that hold her
A tropical wind
Fortress of water
Thing in coral shapes
Didn't knew another reason
Than a reason for each day
And a battle during the nights
Run and dream under the sun
Feels that can reach it
Free of the fear
Of return to home
Join coral shapes
Everything that leave behind
Is going to fall in the sand
The secret between then
Is that they never will come back
