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One of a kind. In a silent room, a heart beats. In a room without walls, the mind is free. Through a never locked door, I see a key. Who knows where this key will lead? In a pitch black thought, a light shines; The only thing we all have; is time. In reality we are all blind. You and I are not so different… We are both one of a kind. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
One of a kind
One of a kind. In a silent room, a heart beats. In a room without walls, the mind is free. Through a never locked door, I see a key. Who knows where this key will lead? In a pitch black thought, a light shines; The only thing we all have; is time. In reality we are all blind. You and I are not so different… We are both one of a kind. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
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