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Odyssey

Odyssey

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There's an escape

Where I have

Stayed insane


No trace nor map

Words and songs

Drove me late


In my nap

I found the sacred gate

As soon as I wake


That's the place

In my dreams the same

I sit but my

Eyes see black

My mind concentrate


Now when I open my eyes

I can feel my name.



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