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Aug 19, 2001 11:14


One day my head filled up with thought.
One day I said I would never get caught.
One day I explored all the possible ways.
One day I swore I would understand it.
I open up.
I dream awake.
I open up and I dream.
One night my good intentions turned me away.
One night I left my hell and found out I stayed.
One night I became all the people I hate.
One night I swore I would never relate.
And I find.
There is light.
There is a hope.
There is a glow.
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