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𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡...

Sunshine !

The sunshine, the wind's tied
I feel right, I feel right
The blood rise, it feel like
You're still mine, my skull's tied
In frontline, broken smile
It feel like you feed my soul
My sunshine, the downside what's outside (What's outside)

Now I know that all the things I said
You listened, but you never really cared
Pushing me closer to my end
'Cause now there's even poison in the air

The sunshine, the wind's tied
I feel right, I feel right
The blood rise, it feel like
You're still mine, my skull's tied
In frontline, broken smile
It feel like you feed my soul
My sunshine, the downside what's outside

On a Handful of French Money


Even as these coins, so are these lives and years

Mixed and bewildered; yet hath each of them

No less its part in what is come to be

For France. Empire, Republic, Monarchy,—

Each clamours or keeps silence in her name,

And lives within the pulse that now is hers.

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