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Jan 2011
Another dream,
another time,
I'm not calling you.
Just another night
I have to pull through.

You taught me well
of the world's faults.
I knew I'd watch as friends
came and went- I can stand that,
but not how our story ends.
just a doodle to rest my mind.
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ghost
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