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invisable friend

There is two I call us old souls
Who we are is clueless differently the same
We do it with out notice
We play the same game

Never seeing what the other looks like
We are connected by a thing inside
Falling stars from the darkness
They are the clueless, we are the wise (asses)
Written by dungendona
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