Welcome to the moor of my mind, to the bog of my mood. In this place you'll find reflections in a shattered mirror, shadows in an autumnal day, changing dark clouds in my mind's nocturnal sky. This place is such a stuff as dreams and nightmares are made on, a journey record which gives shape to a different world. Welcome to my world.
Non e' che mi abbia mai mentito. Hai semplicemente sempre tenuto la verita' per te. It's not that you lay to me. You simply kept the truth always for yourself.
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