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By Tuli Wein
When the train has departed the station, Fresh of food and of saturation, The journey ahead excites, With all the could bes and the might's,
By Tuli Wein
They say the flight went down, because it was too cold, The weather had been changing, but i was never told, Now I'm alone and I'm freezing, at the bottom of the sea, There only was one parachute, and it wasn't for me,



