Then PastDwellers searched him
And said you are one of us.
You live with them and we with you.
We deny and we live.
We remain in deep darknes
With no stars, no moons, no suns around
But deep down there
The Past I spent with you
Keeps me alive, keeps me kicking
Friday, January 7, 2011
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