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• Artiste: Freie Korper Kultur
• Titre: Hillary
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Hillary laid down her black eyes a fountain of tears to melt the years to find herself a prisoner of crying for a hopeless rebirth She makes a choice to catch the clouds she finds a hill, she finds a rim and found herself the perfect comfort sleeping in the deepest canyon Sinking to her knees to pray she cried to heaven and searched the stars and found herself invisible from helping eyes and her comfort's arms She makes a choice to catch the clouds she finds a hill, she finds a rim and found herself the perfect comfort sleeping in the deepest canyon where the birds would whisper, "Hillary..." and the winds would whisper, "Hillary..." and the years would bury Hillary and the tears would marry Hillary