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[dineenanyway]

an old truth becomes new again
i dreamed of demons again
last night
the waking moments were filled with a
very stark understanding that change
has come and i must go
you are my only real anchor
you keep me safe and close to land
though i'm drifting away a little more
each passing moment
i know that you know
and this makes it better
i want to hold your hand
i want to hold
your hand