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honestly, with the things i've seenit seems as though we flystories go, stories leavethey imprint on my mindbe honest, we'll be afraidfalling, over againtime is wasted and gonelife is passing on againthe white lights leading you onis this the end?so this is what you want to beheld too close for eyes to seeyour fantasy, turn to miserybe honest, but be afraidfalling, over againtime is wasted and gonelife is passing on againthe white lights leading you onis this the end?i can't see what's on your mindall i know's you're bored again |