when good old days seem dear,
illusive comfort looms corporeal —
on those days I forget the nightmare
addiction became, let me never unfetter
the hope I've found. Let it tether me
to the dream.
illusive comfort looms corporeal —
on those days I forget the nightmare
addiction became, let me never unfetter
the hope I've found. Let it tether me
to the dream.
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