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2008-10-04 | |
It will make sense between myself and my reflection
For now Iâ€™m as cold as cold can be underneath a green river,
But I donâ€™t have the reasons, I donâ€™t have the answers.
So open the book for me;
The one that melodically speaks to silence.
Cause if I try to move, right?
If Iâ€¦moveâ€¦ I bleed and get stuck
Consuming the distance between timeless raindrops.
Maybe someday there will be no borders to frighten
And then Iâ€™ll know. Iâ€™ll trust the truth.
You know...October is dancing.
Saturday, October 04, 2008
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