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There Was A Friend
My finger can point to the moon, but my finger is not the moon. You don't have to become my finger, nor do you have to worship my finger. You have to forget my finger, and look at where it is pointing.
just to touch a dream
There's a child born to the land of scorn
WAS MY DRINK SPIKED? please respond!
Now he dances to bring her back.
We once played this same game, but with only our words
a man who had fallen among thieves
Sameness
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