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Did your shadow ever speak to you?
And did he say that something's wrong?
Huddle figure on a lamp-let wall
Never realized he cared at all
Did he stop you going on?
Guess my shadow spoke to me tonight
And made me throw my dreams away
Told a story of a twisted man
Who is playing with some foolish plan
'Bout a girl who haft away
Sometimes shadows are near
I see things very clear, my life unwires
Somewhere I make my stay
Blue ground and yesterday and change my mind
Now your shadow isn't always there
In the light of cloudy day
Or in circles where you had from view
All the doubts that ever bothered you
And where people lose your name
HATA BİLDİR
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