.Figures come out of the rainy fog
Silhouettes are passing by like running time
Winter's hot and its sun burns my skin
Thousand raindrops the alibi for a poor god
Smells like dry sore, seems that it grows
Constantly changing its shapes, we are but apes
Smells like dry sore, itâs m.
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