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Farewell To Dreams

I kiss all my dreams away
Hope to remember them on a rainy day
Far from now when I’m an adult
And I make much money but wish to bolt
And I’ll kill myself for not following my dreams
For without them, I am already dead, it seems
At my funeral, no one will remember the girl they once knew
The one with big dreams… And a curfew.



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