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Monday, January 2, 2012

oh how the scores of light so bright
flicker quick and slow down my plight
i need to visit the youth of what
i need to see stretched out so taught

i once knew the way i was
i tell myself i’ll be there again
i’m heading north for to be alone
i wanna heal my mind and my bones

my legs were tired i fell in the snow
took off my pack, couldn’t move any more
slower and slower my thoughts grew dull
i was too far from home, asleep and alone

one dream over and over so dense
roaming the plains putting up my defense
sweet summer fruit no where to be seen
i’ll never taste the air, never breathe in

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