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Mar 2010
What's the point of waking
Only to be lost in the monotony of masses
Extraordinary is a myth, days blur
And time only passes

Trudge through the doldrums again
Unseen through shaded glasses
No one sees uniquities
And time only passes

And what of the broken wishes?
Teardrops roll down eyelashes
There's no escape fighting fate
And time only passes
Written by
Alexander S
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   Robby Cale
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