Grown Men

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All alone children sitting by the fire Their fragile dreams are slipping from their hands And turn to ashes Look at yourself,there is someone else The fire is off The ashes are blown away A wicked feeling,remembrance is hard Frozen tears are cutting your eyes Inside a whirl fragments of their memories Familiar tunes and deconstructed melodies Disintegratе into fire They are Grown Mеn now The chains are tied around their neck
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