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Something rather strange is going on in the city. Kids get back into the house
and hide behind closed curtains. A lonely car passes through the city centre,
driving fast like the driver's life depends on it. The birds have stopped singing
their songs - carefully listening to the whispering wind. You can smell there's
something in the air, but all you can see is a big shadow lurking over the city.
If it just wouldn't be so damn hot. The earth seems to tremble with every bead
of sweat dropping on the ground.
Torn Between Two Worlds, faced with revolution in heart, mind and soul. Cought
between one and another, the heart misses one and longs for the other. Is there
no way reconciling both? Letting go - the time to revolt is now.
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