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Lying under the surface of the wake Toss and turn and horror  break Grasping image minds mistake Although you walk around and act Doing all whats needed track Looking through a clear blue mist Forgotten days the closed kiss Cannot wake from the drowning reverie Only glipse your hope of being free
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Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 4:14 AM UTC
Never the wake
Lying under the surface of the wake Toss and turn and horror  break Grasping image minds mistake Although you walk around and act Doing all whats needed track Looking through a clear blue mist Forgotten days the closed kiss Cannot wake from the drowning reverie Only glipse your hope of being free
helenehms
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Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 4:14 AM UTC
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