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In my mind there is a sight Where secret etchings stain the walls Where ****** truths have come to light Where ideas will grow, and also fall And underneath there lies a space Cold and hollow like a shell And through that tunnel is a place Where all thoughts and things go to dwell
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 9:47 PM UTC
Where all things Dwell
In my mind there is a sight Where secret etchings stain the walls Where ****** truths have come to light Where ideas will grow, and also fall And underneath there lies a space Cold and hollow like a shell And through that tunnel is a place Where all thoughts and things go to dwell
cara-samantha
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 9:47 PM UTC
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