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Dreams they come and go�?/P>

Dusty and not clean�?/P>

The ones that stay with us are the ones that we conquer together�?/P>

Anything, everything, nothing runs through my mind�?

In my soul the fire, blinding, burning, consuming, the desires of this heart�?/P>

These desires, forthcoming into our waking dreams�?/P>

The answers, never within our reach!!!

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Love isn’t the same in my world�?

Sometimes it takes many forms�?/P>

Quicksand, has nothing on the way my soul fell into your eyes�?/P>

Without that key for my soul, how can I ever get myself to open up to anyone???

In the Northland, they claim that love has no boundaries�?/P>

For that, it is true�?/P>

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