Tom Ramcigam (magicmarmot) wrote,
Tom Ramcigam

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Slow as molasses. Etherial, crawling, oozing.

I'm lost here. It's dark. Maybe I have my eyes closed, because I don't like what I see when I open them.

Everyone says it's not wrong to hope and dream, but when the dreams don't come and the hope burns to ash, all that you're left with is an empty vase.

If I close my eyes, I can dream.

I don't see the hope burning.
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