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Summerland

To give up everything for nothing,
or that i had not much to begin with,
That is what killed me.
And to be a ghost without a past,
Denied of all hardship and death is unbearable.
For now I haunt,
Haunt the life i once lived.
And still desire the one i wish i lived.
Everything I buried, surrounds me. We share this graveyard.
For I know not if hope exist, but it is far from here.



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