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None of us are really happy anymore, we just have fleeting moments of pleasure. The rest, the rest is just emptiness a void we're drifting through And for some reason we're all nostalgic for something none of us can quite remember.
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Dec 6, 2010
Dec 6, 2010 at 12:58 AM UTC
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None of us are really happy anymore, we just have fleeting moments of pleasure. The rest, the rest is just emptiness a void we're drifting through And for some reason we're all nostalgic for something none of us can quite remember.
©Ed Hosking 2010. All Rights Reserved.
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Dec 6, 2010
Dec 6, 2010 at 12:58 AM UTC
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