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Is it possible for you to claim a land
You've never
Excursions through the inner mind's eye
Now morning's sun is dawning
Moon
You gave your all
Expected nothing in return but a promise
Backstreet ways
Crowded dorways
The darkness scares you
Do you dare to look
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Sits in her chair as she listens to '87
All those
Opens her eyes,
Doubting she slept at all,
Waiting for him,
Wanting the
There were times I could not see past all the
You're a big fish in a small pond
Everyone knows your
Lost in mirrored labyrinths I strive to find
Anyway to escape
And
Standing at the crossroads,
Wondering which way to go
As I look
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