all hope is lost
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Teary eyed and wandering down some old dirt road a million thoughts run through my head, an awful heavy load
A long time ago,
a wise sorcerer once told me
that every night, from then on,
I will soundlessly
fall asleep
and have a peacefully
lucid dream
of a far better world.
i claim exertion to the separation of
curtains and search of sanctum,
