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FEDERICA SCIAMANNA, MARCO CHIEREGHIN
Days
Weeks
Waiting to receive a sign
Years
Months
Sure that I left you behind
A Fool to forget it
Self protectionself destruction
I was a fool to regret it
Hoping to let it all go
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There's a blank page on my wall
Where i'm writing all my thoughts
We are safe here, no one knows here, that I'm hiding all the faults
The only place I feel secure
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Com-
-plete
Disconnection from the pace
Out-
-side
Looking from this piece of mind
Conquered my freedom
Disappear from all the radars
Never complacent
Incapable to let it all go
come away with me
from this outside.
