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If I only knew what I was searching for I would know When I found it Stirrings like the tide Waves wash over me On this barren, windswept shore. Do I still believe? What is love anyway? Does anybody really know? (Howard Jones) You try to give it away Yet you don't know if... it will come back to you. The rift between the dream of heaven, the nightmare of earth. Two worlds colliding, As the stars fall, They are not caught in our nets. Heart pounding and mind awash in doubt, Walking forward as nothing is closer. The question: is it illusion? Hangs in the air, Like rain droplets before The storm
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57 / M / Moonlit Forest Glen
For You?
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57 / M / Moonlit Forest Glen
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Jul 10, 2019
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