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Stand before me

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You stand before me
As photography
Time stands still
With the power of will
You say there’s nothing to fear
Your eyes never where so clear
Bleached by the sun you fade
Now your really gone as you portray
Forgetting your aura of golden rain
It pours down to wash me of my pain





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