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brooks-davis
Painless pleasures Are buried treasure Like falling asleep to rainy weather I'm yours forever
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Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
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Everyday I walk upon hallowed ground The music of the past still lingers all around Try as I might, and as low as my ear will go I can't seem to focus on the sound I start each morning with a solemn, hopeful prayer But it seems my dreams are in constant disrepair For with the future, I am in an endless love affair Oh I know my mind is gone, but I don't know where
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Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 6:29 PM UTC
#1