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Dec 2015
The curtains close on the trails of today
Through closed eyes i watch in a dream
As my hopes carry me away
The only comfort in this life
Is that which lives in my mind
In that one vast space
Where joys lay lost and undefined
Though i am alone
I know i am free
With no one there to tell me
Who i am and what to be
Written by
Amy Slocombe
278
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