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The Day I Reached Out
Tomorrow crept by in a matter of minutes.
When you wake, a brand new vision awaits you to open yourself.
It feels good, it feels bad, I can not decipher.
The drug is your future in hand.
When you wake, a brand new vision awaits you to open yourself.
It feels good, it feels bad, I can not decipher.
The drug is your future in hand.
Published 13th Jun 2019
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