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I walk down the boulevard of dreams, but all i see is broken dreams, and hopes flushed away by big time producers, and while everyone tries to do whats new, and fit in, they surround me and they all look the same, same hair, same shirt, same type of pants, shoes, glasses, hats, it all hits me, they aren't humans, they are simply mirrors!
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
Mirrors in LA
I walk down the boulevard of dreams, but all i see is broken dreams, and hopes flushed away by big time producers, and while everyone tries to do whats new, and fit in, they surround me and they all look the same, same hair, same shirt, same type of pants, shoes, glasses, hats, it all hits me, they aren't humans, they are simply mirrors!
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
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