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Das was ich bin, rührt mich um deinetwillen.
Denn gegen meine Ordnung fühl‘ ich mich übertroffen
in meiner Sucht nach der reinen Form –
verrissen in die Richtungen, die ich mir selbst erschuf.
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A faint scent stirring up my mind.
Distance in this makes no difference.
Don’t let go. Make it turn out different. I can’t hold on.
Acceptance. Being back in this place again.
The shadows cast on the ground all point to you.
I’m losing control.
I know what I’m about to do.
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Kaji - Lesion Season
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