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This line of thought, feeble it seems
never understood
solid only in my dreams
not so very good
once upon a time there was
community defined
I cannot let it go because
it is so hard to find
Now I find a world has changed
not for good or bad
the place I love is rearranged
I long for what I had
selfish, yes I must admit
missing days gone bye
Do I fight , or do I quit
Do I even try
This line of thought, is made from dreams
or memories perhaps
This line of thought.....this Line
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