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The lines of life, and dreams are blurred, when desire rules, and freedom speaks, riddles if the day, water of the wishfull well, that spills into the now, yesterday's regrets will stray, and drift through passions sleeps, bells ring mellifluous tombs, that teach us where we go, what happens when tomorow comes none of us can know.
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
Tomorrow's Dreams
The lines of life, and dreams are blurred, when desire rules, and freedom speaks, riddles if the day, water of the wishfull well, that spills into the now, yesterday's regrets will stray, and drift through passions sleeps, bells ring mellifluous tombs, that teach us where we go, what happens when tomorow comes none of us can know.
SheaththeJokers
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
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