In the dark of my heart
In the light of my eyes
I feel sorrow for one who cries
They cry for the earth
They cry for above
They cry for the people who once were in love
Their hopes reach the sky
Their goals they are great
And when their dream comes they pray it's not late
These people are scarce
These people are few
These people you see, they're me and they're you
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Sweet Sounds of the Anonymous. . .
This Journal will contain all the Anon letters I've received over the years.
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LilliannaWinterwolf
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