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ALONE
Alone with my thoughts; flicks of old dreams unfinished. Need to say good-bye. Need to say good-by: my unfinished lost dreams just keep me in a fit. Keep me in a fit bigger than my lost dreams were; they are fading now. They are fading now-- giving way to more new dreams which I will pursue. Which I will pursue freely and at last when I'm alone with my thoughts.
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