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Another dream, another time, I'm not calling you. Just another night I have to pull through. You taught me well of the world's faults. I knew I'd watch as friends came and went- I can stand that, but not how our story ends.
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Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 9:09 PM UTC
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Another dream, another time, I'm not calling you. Just another night I have to pull through. You taught me well of the world's faults. I knew I'd watch as friends came and went- I can stand that, but not how our story ends.
just a doodle to rest my mind.
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Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 9:09 PM UTC
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