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Kitone: Let mrr be your tigrr
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Kitone: I watched her flurry, felt like a distrait angel
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Kitone: Cinema Paradiso
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Kitone: Seven-thirty become eight and by then it was autumn (I)
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Kitone: Going round and around to nowhere might be the only way up to Heaven
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Kitone: There'll be no sadness, there'll be no sorrow
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Kitone: And then a voice came so brightly I covered my eyes
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Kitone: Foreverness tastes like today
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Kitone: Heading south, relentless like the spread of a disease (I)
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Kitone: I stand at the window and look at the sea
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Kitone: Short fable called "No light without shadow"
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Kitone: All is falling apart; rhyme and reason are gone, gone, gone
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Kitone: There's beauty in the flood of deeply forgotten sorrows
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Kitone: The sea breeze whistling, the dawn so very dark
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Kitone: Time tastes like red wine and heavy sedatives
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Kitone: Heading south, relentless like the spread of a disease (II)
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Kitone: Seven-thirty become eight and by then it was autumn (II)