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Glimpse of a dream Hard she fell Without a scream Down the stairwell There is a face on every turn She took over the grim Seeing the bridges burn In the fire never goes dim A heart frayed at the seam All the brokenness remains After all it was only just a dream Now is the time to break the chains
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
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Glimpse of a dream Hard she fell Without a scream Down the stairwell There is a face on every turn She took over the grim Seeing the bridges burn In the fire never goes dim A heart frayed at the seam All the brokenness remains After all it was only just a dream Now is the time to break the chains
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
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