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Oct 2011
Is this what your mind perceived?
A world so fragile;
So desolate.
This utopia you dreamt of,
Wrote down every fragment;
Every detail.
It was planned so perfectly.
Now your dreams
Have been washed away.
By the waves you thought
Would bring you joy.
Written by
A Allen
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