AS I WANDER THIS MOONLIT LANDSCAPE I THINK OF THE SHIFTING SANDS OF WHAT WE CALL TIME
KNOWING THERE MUST BE SOMETHING I'VE MISSED
WONDERING HOW IT IS WE'VE LIVED THIS LONG
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NEVER KNOWING WHEN OR HOW IT WAS YOU FADED FROM YOUR OWN REFLECTION ~ THE WORDS THAT YOU ARE THINKING SOMEHOW HAVE ALL BEEN SPOKEN AND Y...
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