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Nay old self neither my soul
Treats like nothing but a fool
Condemn harshly without fighting back
Does not have any good luck
Always failing to stand still
That crawl it back into steel...
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
He: The Second One
Another day from a dream He came unexpected though, One thing I am so sure... He is the second and not the first. He came with the same en...
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