My Rhythm Is A Secret
waves come and go
to the death of the last stone.
days come and go
till a red sun will swallow the earth.
against the moving sand,
against the dark trajectory of any cold diamond,
my secret lives forever.
to the death of the last stone.
days come and go
till a red sun will swallow the earth.
against the moving sand,
against the dark trajectory of any cold diamond,
my secret lives forever.

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