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Pointless discussions and debates;
Seeking to gain that which we built
Upon the words of fiction and fairytales.
Tears wiped away by the petals of a rose
Revealing a desire to believe the perpetuated appeal.
The roar of voices carrying their message along the Zephyr’s trail.
Hope to nourish a wounded soul like the gentle rain.

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