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Strangers’ Inspiration

Once within a midday dream
I heard a man began to sing
In his song, he sang of woe
Against an old, midnight foe
The man knew not the truth behind
The walls he built and doors sublime
But in his heart, he remembered true
A life once known before splitview
So in his mind, he made a song
A story to right every one of those wrongs
But still, his doom continued on
For the night was sent to end that dawn
And the man whose life extended past two
Began with force the truth to construe


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