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"There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
You became the light on the dark side of me
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill
But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen?
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain..."
---SEAL (Kiss from a Rose)
TROS really hit me hard emotionally and creatively, so I've decided to ignore its exsistence except for the kiss (this is my way of coping).