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My days are like never ending dreams; I'm glad to say I'm happy to be Alive; in such a daze, I walk in As I watch Hell's fiery tongue Retrieve, as my blessings sink in deep And all my devastation resolves; In this hectic mess, such happy ends Must be a hoax; how can someone so Unlucky have so many miracles? It must be a dream: please, don't wake up.
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
Evermore Dreamy Daze
My days are like never ending dreams; I'm glad to say I'm happy to be Alive; in such a daze, I walk in As I watch Hell's fiery tongue Retrieve, as my blessings sink in deep And all my devastation resolves; In this hectic mess, such happy ends Must be a hoax; how can someone so Unlucky have so many miracles? It must be a dream: please, don't wake up.
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
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