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What Wind Is Made ofShould I divide my mind? Demystify my eyes From the water within Can I cry out my own being, From now until time exceeds my own body? Could I create a way out? Can I find out the ways of the wind Before I turn into dust And get picked up by the wind Getting dusted over my life, my love and my loathe.What Wind Is Made of
We Can't All Be Perky

This Recordplaying so endless between needle i skip in line and entwined becoming so restless dark black mind.. i shiver and shake in the earthquake of forever going and going until the ink runs dry; ALL of it dry.. i'm becoming fretless. As the music keeps playing over and over every note a small torture deliver the tone like an unsent love letter trying to hold on just a little bit longer please i beg you help me..This Record

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We are the music makers.
We are the dreamers of dreams.
Wandering by lone sea breakers.
Sitting by desolate streams.
World losers and world forsakers on whom the pale moon gleams.
And yet we are the movers and the shakers of the world forever.
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HAIL SEMAD, THY ALMIGHTY DICTATOR!!!!!!!
-aha-
"reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesnt go away."(unknown)
"oh well, whatever, nevermind." (kurt cobain)
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We are the music makers.
We are the dreamers of dreams.
Wandering by lone sea breakers.
Sitting by desolate streams.
World losers and world forsakers on whom the pale moon gleams.
And yet we are the movers and the shakers of the world forever.
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