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My dream you call life, The life you don't live. This is all my creation, My mind makes you forgive. Subconscious thoughts, Cause so much truth. Thruth that is delusional, To the misinformed youth. End all this preaching, And end all this teaching. There is no single truth, It's all personal believing.

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Date: 12/6/2016 3:20:00 AM
Oh, hot topic for poetry . Im with you It's all personal believing.
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