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Calm, placid perfection that masks an implosion of profound sadness. Time stops during the sweet refrain of 'Sing Song': it remains there, watching you, like the glassy, dust-covered eyes of a stuffed animal devoured by dust in your cellar.
Calm, placid perfection that masks an implosion of profound sadness.
Time stops during the sweet refrain of 'Sing Song': it remains there, watching you, like the glassy, dust-covered eyes of a stuffed animal devoured by dust in your cellar.
Listen to Art Of Fighting's Second Storey and immerse yourself in its haunting, melancholic beauty today!
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