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All Our Dreams

i am when was a good idea that broken wheel without a carriage or passenger whose journey by most unreal eyes that can see all 4 seasons in that glimpse of forgotten reason; that begging my sleeping brain the permanently attentive mind could never be yours / so be it \ in all our dreams! :: 09-08-2017 ::

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Book: Shattered Sighs