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Lost

 He is still looking for other half

Lost somewhere while he was in a craft
Though he looked at everyplace
But couldn't find any trace

It's a long gone story
Which a dreadful history
Past is not a easy mystery

Long lost he has gone
Long lost the vibe
Now there is nothing to hide
Long lost the thunder
Our songs were our pulse
We use to act without rehearsals
Clouds were the only critics

It's a long gone story
Which a dreadful history
Past is not a easy mystery

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