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Nov 2012
Longing for a time that never was.
Dreams burn like fever.
I expected nothing and was still disappointed.
Why?

Because of ego
Because of pride
The majestic tide
Washes away the guilt

I am human
I do wrong
I lie
I am.
Written by
Yordan
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