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Feb 2012
To wander through a hazy world
Leaving trails of vanishing footprints
The crying game over with
T’was all for nothing
Glad to have met the devil on this personal trek

Shedding a shell
Awakening new senses
Going to a deeper high
Where finding a voice is ordinary but surreal
Peace and terror in this future life beginning

Going deeper into the fog
Playing melodies as the veil lifts
Walking through the same streets
Never felt so good in this same old suburban *******
Never felt this high as before
Andie Lately
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