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Really good to get, Consistency, Wrapped in bed feeling, Warmly.   Slowly drifting off, Peacefully, That cosy sensation, Securely.   Difficult time before with my sleep,
I look back at pictures of our childhood, sweet grass in the curls of your chocolate hair, bright silver eyes that pierce the soul, pale skin, sunburnt by the constant sun of summertime,  
The ragged vagrant winds through the wastes Searching for any sign of life Longing for the land, he once knew Before this pointless strife   Lines of what used to be a road
the mistake has been made
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