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[03 Jul 2005|03:00pm] |
"The rain blurs out the world we see
Like all the Static TV
The pictures there but we can't make
Sense of the image percieved"
"When we wish upon the stars
Not knowing who we truly are
Pretending not to be alive
Yet still the days go by"
I hate not being able to finish a piece...but those two... I'm having problems with. PRobably because they're songs, and I have to work out a tune before I can make the words...
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