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And all the stars that once shone bright
Are just dying hopes of fading light

As I lay here crying through the night
Thinking about all the lost time

The ashes of hope burn crimson red
Buried as I lay here in my bed


Reality seems so distant
Expectations are no near
Where am I lost I once want to hear

This is not meant as a poem ,all quotes are separate and different so they dont necessarily have to make sense together
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