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Walking On Still Road Playlist

When the past keeps you in chains, you long for a yesterday that is long gone. You long for the one that got away. The one you've managed to tie up with the heart strings of your memory. You call for them, sometimes in dreams. Sometimes in the silent, dark hours of night. The foolish heart knows nothing. It only beats mercilessly to the dance of longing, incapable of feeding its hollow hunger.