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Sad dream


His eyes Are clear skies No more clouds can he remember But the lightning has sparked Their live embers The flames are out now But the damage is done To my old friend Burned as if it was the sun I traveled to see him And forgot at the end And now I fear I’ll never see him again I’ve caught a glimpse Of his angered spirit And now it tears me apart To know that his anger and disgust is so deep and dark He scorns thy name With no revenge This sad dream Never ends
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