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I can hear it asking questions. I can hear it staking claim to the fertile grounds of my mind But I've been cheated for far too long. A wrong has to be made right, My mind yearns for the light that has been concealed by the branches of this dark idea.
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 3:33 AM UTC
Epiphany
I can hear it asking questions. I can hear it staking claim to the fertile grounds of my mind But I've been cheated for far too long. A wrong has to be made right, My mind yearns for the light that has been concealed by the branches of this dark idea.
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 3:33 AM UTC
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