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| | Piano Song 2 - Welcome (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-13) |
 | | I only need the snow in my song and the ink on my hand and I will be happy with who I am. |
 | | My truth and the lies, for all my mistaken dreams I still hold tight to your memory, hoping it will hold your hand and guide you back home, so that I may finally see peace, and know for once what was, or if it was, and if it should continue, or I may say goodbye. |
 | | Then, after saying this, I wonder of consequences, and I stay on the stage, singing to nothing, for nothing will not reflect but let pass through, and I hum a hymn of sadness, hoping that one day, the empty chairs will be filled. |
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