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just as my fingers on these keys
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
a few more windy days
when night drifts along the streets of the city
daughters of time
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
the darkness
the light withdrawn
be not false

 



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