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Aug 2020
Every morning I wake in that dream
When the stars take over,
I bleed thoughts into darkness
And die a slow death
Then I live for a few hours
I laugh, I cry, I scream, and fly
...then I stumble back to the same dream
*sigh*
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   Bogdan Dragos
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