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Apr 2014
I can think about everything,
but rather think of nothing.
The feeling of not having a mind to hold
makes it all exciting.

Anxious, I don't know what to say except I'd rather dream.
Dreaming of you changes everything and makes the bad not seem.
Written by
David Stresow
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