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(claude s.)
Many different meanings
Through the door, just when i
Thought there could be no more.
Turn like a poet desperately,
Writing words to fill this distant
Need...
Disintegration in my mind now,
Like an old book in my hand,
Turn the pages, read for hours,
It always comes to a close...
All dreams must end, even
Though I try to defend...
All dreams must die, even
Though I have these tears in
My eyes...tears in my eyes...
Tears in my eyes...
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