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As I sit and stare, I think of these troublesome memories, they're stone cold, brick deep,memories fade,night dream; white tear ,blood stream,has it gone deep? Lets go back, to these insane insanities ,night crawl,dreams spread,owl black , deep read, red heart ,heat broke,memories shed,day dream.

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