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The urge to tell stories,
to tell the story...
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Yes, I still hear your voice
echoing in those former alleyways...
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I’ve always struggled with emotional connection.
So I compensate for...
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We live in a painting of undefinable beauty
A star filled haze without definition. You run to...
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What if enemy
is in you telling you who...
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A tree cut down is a
a child chopped...
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Can't hear your voice, but
Vibrations ripple through me...
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I look intensely, desperately at the rushing...
Looking for the key I've dropped...
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An overcast dawn, as the sun, yet again, gets...
Cascading from the ether, crystal drops quench the...
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When the day begins and the kids awake,
The toys at hand, I feel they shake...
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My head intertwines
with billowy clouds...
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My vision may be going
but my hope will never leave...