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Dreamers

Breathe, I am not here  
In this moment  
Watch me disappear:  
Oh, you're worried  
Well worry less  
Time for worry  
Has decades passed  
 
We think I'm crazy
Some call it that
Someone is burning
We think I'm glad,
Don't be boring
We've seen you stressed
Seen you break, crash
 
Oh, that reminds us
We're running late
Running slowly, see
We're always dreaming
Dream being kind
Dream of holding,
Feeding you the knife.
Written by Fishmander
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