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Goldenface, morninglight bending throughmy window, a burden onmy eyes.Everything in changing, and I amjust alive.Slip away, unseen, returning to myKingdom, a newly widowed dreambecause everything is changing, andI am just alive.You will make a puzzle out of anything.There's nothing I can tell you my bottledfirefly. Everyone is feeling this way.Soon I wake to a fiery sun and awoman's looking at me like I'm theonly one.Everything is changing, and I amjust alive.Good morning From Letras Mania