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Deep
Deep in the tallest clouds
A man lost his way
A 69 Chardonney
Sitting beside
There lays a traveling man
Who fell from the skies
Selling some piece of mind
A man
Swimming with sharks in his glass
Can't find his way
Convinced to the empty space
A traveling salesman
Fills in the gaps
He sells him the tools
To measure into the dark
A need divine
Selling the distance between us and sky
Selling the distance between us and sky
Selling the distance between us and sky
Selling the distance between us and sky
HATA BİLDİR
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