my favourite place

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The smell of soap, gloomy light and tight space,
Bottom of a closet – my favourite place

Through the days of void I was carried through without a doubt
By the endless hope I’ll run on you when I’ll be down and out

Feeling so unreal, so open your eyes, still try to hold on
Step in between, sorrow and grief, and will stay on

And one day I saw no matter who you are no matter who is close
We are all alone in our small lives without a choice.

And one day I saw no matter who you are no matter who is close
I’ll be all alone in our small lives without a choice.

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