The place where the pain dwells

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Those tears are not in my eyes, no more
They swell in the sealed walls of my heart
Till I'd find the moment to shed them all
Not in pain but in bliss
In bliss for the love that I behold...

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  1. Beyond HorizonSeptember 25, 2017 at 10:37 PM

    Over the years I am experiencing: Strange is love, strange is life. But everything that happens is in sync. It is our chaotic mind that sees the strangeness.

    Thank you for the video link.

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