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Dec 2013
Last night I dreamed a dream
A dream where everything
Wasn't at all what it seemed
Peering through a ripped screen
I liked hearing you scream
Only you know what I mean

Out of everything in the world
Tonight I wouldn't trade it
For anything else
Because I think I made it
To the top of my mountain
Through the brush and thick trees
I hope I can drink from the fountain
You see, a guy like me works up a thirst
That can never be fully extinguished
Riding high and dry inside my hearse

What you never see
You can never truly be
And what you are
Can never take you very far
So you have to go out
Climb up on the building and shout
For the love of your mother
And for your father and your brother
In the name of all that is holy
You will always be the one true and only
John
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John  28/M/New York
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