Friday, October 19, 2007
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This time was not made for me
I have nowhere to land
No place to rest
Like a bird
Without a nest I am gliding
Under the clouds forevermore.
-Sonata Arctica
I have nowhere to land
No place to rest
Like a bird
Without a nest I am gliding
Under the clouds forevermore.
-Sonata Arctica
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