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ABOUT ME [Dec 4, 2022 | 10:10am] here they come again to repossess my dreams. child, don't play yourself, things are never what they seem. blue jewel river, pale moon silver, city shine so bright but to my despair i return to sleep right through the night. washed up on the coast with not a nickel to my name. sold my gold watch and chain for enough to hire a band of liars to march me on my way through hills and valleys, streets and alleys, up to those open gates where i turned away in shame for all my days in vain. i guess i'll just drag on, since no one loves you until you're gone. let the river be my guide, let the desert be my bride until my heart turns to steel. ( until i no longer feel. ) read (6) post comment

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