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Oceans full of tears, Skies full of pain, Nothing feels real anymore. Am I really alive or am I just bones and meat. We are walking on the same path, And we are almost reaching the end, Maybe I am just a dreamer, But why do they teach us how to dream? If they all turn to dust.
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Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
Reaching The End
Oceans full of tears, Skies full of pain, Nothing feels real anymore. Am I really alive or am I just bones and meat. We are walking on the same path, And we are almost reaching the end, Maybe I am just a dreamer, But why do they teach us how to dream? If they all turn to dust.
YusufKudsi
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Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
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