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In my head it all fits Dreams sync like clock gears And each heartbeat hits like a drum through my years The past, the future, the present Time doesn't matter Inside, I don't resent I'm full of life, rather I have sensical daydreams And their end is nowhere near or atleast... so it seems.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
Sensical Daydreams
In my head it all fits Dreams sync like clock gears And each heartbeat hits like a drum through my years The past, the future, the present Time doesn't matter Inside, I don't resent I'm full of life, rather I have sensical daydreams And their end is nowhere near or atleast... so it seems.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
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