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Aug 2013
Lost in my thoughts somewhere
There is a place where the real me sleeps
The one that is alive and full of wonderful thoughts and feelings

And while I search for that place
All I have to look forward to is the time when I find this place and set myself free


because right now




I am only dead
pretending to be alive
vanessa
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