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Feb 2018
my soul may be singing
but my eyes are bleeding
from pain i am breathing
it sings through my being
and my ears keep ringing
i’m reaching for meaning
but blinded from seeing
the truth in my thinking
i wish i could know why
the stars keep on blinking
why the moonman’s singing
or why i wake up in a dream
where i’m sleeping?
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