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Jul 2013
I lay, staring at the ceiling
A million thoughts
running through my head
What will tomorrow bring?
Sweet memories?
Or
Maybe something else...
I have to keep pressing on.
There is a light
at the end of my tunnel.
I'll reach it someday.
'Til then,
Ill rest easy.
And forget my troubles tonight.
Remus Cynclair
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Remus Cynclair
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