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Who paints the skies with dreams that fly,
A faded past in winds gone by?
Who draws their blade to end regret,
And laughs at things they can’t forget?
Who paints the skies with dreams that fly,
A faded past in winds gone by?
Who draws their blade to end regret,
And laughs at things they can’t forget?