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(Víctor Lemes)

Seeing that now is future
And all I've seen were illusions,
Staring at you like you're a mirror,
I hope you draw your own conclusions.

Clouds revolve around my feet;
The moment I notice, I cannot breathe.
It's hard to talk to you
When your eyes are dry, and blue...

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