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Author: * Aiden Scordisci -
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Date: Mar 26, 2002 - 21:41
Morning is the wakener of all things
But I, I am still dreaming.
It seems as though I'm all alone
Alone among the dying.
My heart is free, but I'm a slave.
My soul is softly screaming.
--Compliments of Aiden--
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