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Deja Vu
Folded in a blanket of wistfulness
As if sleepwalking through starry nights
As though my path has been already trodden
Dazed in a flashback, hurling through time
As if sleepwalking through starry nights
As though my path has been already trodden
Dazed in a flashback, hurling through time
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