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He said he’d come back, he promised he would never leave for good. He swore and swore and swore and comforted, but so much time hass passed now that the world forgot him. Could he keep his promise? Would he?
Heaven, far away, why do we always think that it is up in the clouds? And why is Hell always underground? Someday, I will see it myself.
He said he’d come back, he promised he would never leave for good. He swore and swore and swore and comforted, but so much time hass passed now that the world forgot him. Could he keep his promise? Would he?
Heaven, far away, why do we always think that it is up in the clouds? And why is Hell always underground? Someday, I will see it myself.