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Mar 2013
When I'm really tired
Sometimes I see shadows
And they laugh and dance
In front of my faded eyes.

At first I didn't know
Whether they were good or bad
But as they whispered sweetly,
I realized that not all darkness
Makes you hollow.
Written by
Cass
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