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- CAZ
- May 17, 2018
- 1 min read
Echoes of Silence
For it approaches
The time of the bruin
Have a nice night
Soon this place will ruin
No longer agree
With what you were taught
Try to keep loving
All which you have sought
As they collide
The mind and the soul
They begin to divide
The path leading the heart
Look all around
For help or for friends
Nothing to be found
But years full of disgrace
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