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Jun 2016
I was laying on my bed
My head spinning
My legs shaking
My Hope rusting
My dreams unfed.

I wanted you to listen
I wanted you to know
My dreams are drunken
My love died a thousand sun
And they are heading below.
Mercutio
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Mercutio  Dreamland
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