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Friday, March 4, 2016
The Same
Cracking down on the earth. Burning the pain, That drove me insane. It was locked in my brain. I ran from were it came. Raining down upon the fields of hopes and dreams. Hoping to erase everything. Now the world I knew will never be the same.
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