How can Life be True or False when Fact and Fantasy exist on Blurred Borders.
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Does longing die... Because... it is too long a longing or because... what is too long to bridge Across for longing to find. Or still... maybe... Longing is that little song You muffle within lest it be heard That little life you stifle within For fear none will hear it.
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