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My Longing Dream
It was 2012.
The earth was ablaze.
The children were all screaming.
The dead were rising from there graves.
Earth was trembling and shaking.
My heart was pounding and quaking,
but it was not from evident doom.
It was because,
I saw you standing on a hill.
Looking like my savior,
but before i could embrace you again.
I woke up.
The earth was ablaze.
The children were all screaming.
The dead were rising from there graves.
Earth was trembling and shaking.
My heart was pounding and quaking,
but it was not from evident doom.
It was because,
I saw you standing on a hill.
Looking like my savior,
but before i could embrace you again.
I woke up.
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