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I'm Gone

and when I've returned to lie-crafted dust and joyful you soar ahead of me and better; peek into my mansion, morose though in Paradise, and don't miss me I'm gone. I never was. I never will be again

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darren-koobs

American

Published: Feb 21, 2011
LinesWords: 1038

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