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staring off into the 100 images that don't exist a bundle of "what if..." scenarios dreaming while im staring reality dead in the eye a reality that won't coexist with my dreams the impossible remains unreached, desolate, and unemployed rejected by every firm in my brain oh but my dreams show up when my head is booked with emptiness and in a blink im in a different world one where "impossible" is a forbidden word I see 10 years ahead and 10 years before time is not a concept its but a mere speck on a wall until I here the clock go off; im set free.
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Oct 29, 2010
Oct 29, 2010 at 8:03 AM UTC
Time Machine Brain
staring off into the 100 images that don't exist a bundle of "what if..." scenarios dreaming while im staring reality dead in the eye a reality that won't coexist with my dreams the impossible remains unreached, desolate, and unemployed rejected by every firm in my brain oh but my dreams show up when my head is booked with emptiness and in a blink im in a different world one where "impossible" is a forbidden word I see 10 years ahead and 10 years before time is not a concept its but a mere speck on a wall until I here the clock go off; im set free.
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Oct 29, 2010
Oct 29, 2010 at 8:03 AM UTC
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