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29.12.'99

"Silence rules the space that surrounds me.

How many people do really get through?
Or am I drowned in my own illusion? And are we all bound in chains.
Is this life maybe a book someone is reading? And is there a page riped out near the beginning?

Silence rules the space that surrounds me.

How many days have made us older?
And what good is love if love can't be given?"