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It feels like yesterday A dream that lingers, won’t fade away. Behind my past, beyond my future, A people that say is "over," I try to push it far from sight, But in my mind, it clings so tight. It won’t arrive today, but My actions hold the key, even on the greyest day
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Sep 17, 2024
Sep 17, 2024 at 11:18 AM UTC
Greyest day
It feels like yesterday A dream that lingers, won’t fade away. Behind my past, beyond my future, A people that say is "over," I try to push it far from sight, But in my mind, it clings so tight. It won’t arrive today, but My actions hold the key, even on the greyest day
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Sep 17, 2024
Sep 17, 2024 at 11:18 AM UTC
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