The living statue and afternoon
Where the body feeling gloom
Oh My Oh My Oh I'm the moon
That needs the Sun to get it's bloom
Are then you wish me back
Or Do I need you as luck
I pretend but really this is lack,
Of fear tear liar they stuck
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