βPlayerβs Ballβ -Mind of Magnani
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βNight falls so that the sun can rise,
Heart break in it's purest form,
The detachment of souls,
As if I'm the potter and we are the clay mold,
We would've made it to the end,
But we couldn't survive the kiln,
The walls, the walls, burning dry from what we did,
Well, what I did,
Night stays away gazing from the side,
missing the sun in the ride,
Staying high,
She flys with some other vibes,
Colliding while the moon hides...β
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