From this, without doubt, sprang the fable. Man created it thus, because it was not given him to see more than himself and nature, which surrounds him; but he created it true with a truth all its own.

The war was a long way away. Maybe there wasn't any war. There was no war here. Then I realized it was over for me. But I did not have the feeling that it was really over. I had the feeling of a boy who thinks of what is happening at a certain hour at the schoolhouse from which he has played truant.

Wanna hold your hands so tight

Wanna look at your eyes without telling a single word being Quite

there's a lot of people to talk but I wanna talk to you ?the whole night

Written By RX _Speaks

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