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What I saw in the water.
With my hair
glued to my face,
I gasp for air.
I've let go
of who I once called me
and now the only thing I can hear,
are drops of water
stirring the depths
of my subconscious being.
What I saw in the water.
With my hair
glued to my face,
I gasp for air.
I've let go
of who I once called me
and now the only thing I can hear,
are drops of water
stirring the depths
of my subconscious being.
What I saw in the water.
eerste ruwe edit
Dit is de erg ruwe edit van WISITW. Er ontbreken nog enige scenes. Het geluid wordt nog gecomponeerd door Ed de Vos.
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