"Reverie"
lobb152
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Gone are the days I have dreamed. Precious memories are fading to stills. I remember this place; ten were the same versus no one to blame. On what level do you seek knowledge from the tree. I know not where enlightenment leads but believe it can be found. Somewhere, beyond the cliffs of nothing, a leap of faith awaits. Fragile is the life of fear, though twisted tightly, the knots wind down.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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