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Feb 2017
Idling and looking over the edge
Are all the fantasies I'm dreading will leave my head
Hopeless and left with no choice

Imagining never thinking twice
And doing the first thing that pops into your mind
Nothing can stop you
And everyone's the same

Will there be no dreams then?
Are dreams only dreams because they don't come true?
Ericaa
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   Lior Gavra
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