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May 2011
Maybe I'm the ocean
whose will is simple to keep
changing now and forever
because I am not complete
Or I am the hungry,
unsustainable moon
and eternal yearning
that should effectively
be my doom
Not like they'd listen
because your idols
don't care
and time has its own way
to say
life isn't fair
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