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Gone
Why do you question, my unconscious of mind?
It harbours my weakness, imperfect, sublime
Dusk brings the truth of the dreams that I’ve set,
I failed to remember what I thought I’d forget.
Why do you question, my unconscious of mind?
It harbours my weakness, imperfect, sublime
Dusk brings the truth of the dreams that I’ve set,
I failed to remember what I thought I’d forget.
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