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i had a dream i was rich and known a nightmare at first it seems everybody knew who i was and who id been tabloids of my face and all my disgrace they see me how i see myself, but worse? with my earnings in this dream i built a wall a palace never ending to the sky and i sat there away from it all me and john and we rot away in this new place we built its home
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Jan 12, 2022
Jan 12, 2022 at 12:44 AM UTC
The Palace That Starts At The Bottom And Goes All The Way Up
i had a dream i was rich and known a nightmare at first it seems everybody knew who i was and who id been tabloids of my face and all my disgrace they see me how i see myself, but worse? with my earnings in this dream i built a wall a palace never ending to the sky and i sat there away from it all me and john and we rot away in this new place we built its home
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22/F/Chester, England
Jan 12, 2022
Jan 12, 2022 at 12:44 AM UTC
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