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: j'adore the long trails, train rails : c'est si bon! : : As I wander, lonely, hungry, : : meander long trails, train rails, : : There's no one to find me, : : No one to care : : Everything falls in the end, but I climb to infinity in the midst of oblivion : : Leaving my tears : : In the dirty road : : And talking to the stars : : And in the wasteland finding : : Epiphany and joy. : : The lights are out, the candles remain : : In their ephemeral glory, the wax steadily dripping, : : The flames ing in the wind : : Like the lights of my soul : : In the dark and empty night

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