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nobodies in a way
the lost semblance of dreams and in between the sets and yet anytime i dream is another world seems to me in dreams the way we were ways we are on hold for dreams that appear and drift upon hidden breaths that appeared on the crisp dawn a season drifting on drifts that hide the sleeping rose sleeps for spring replenishing dew |
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I Reallllly like this
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good write
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