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nothing without you.She dreams through the noise. I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand. I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand. Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through. Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly. This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception. Why should I wait for nothing to wait for? Let me love you in this fable. I'm going crazy tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive. Mdash; { poets of the fall maybe tomorrow is a better day. 01 June 2020 @ 03:05 am.
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