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Dreams and visions, visions and dreams, Everything is not what it seems


I hear noises coming through my walls It may be just me but they sound like calls

I try to listen, try to figure out what they areBut it's hard due to my walls being as thick as tar.

So how come when i'm far I cannot hear, but when afar I hear it loud and clear? 

It's a mystery, one I cannot solve, I just wish this problem would dissolve

I've found a hole in a wall that I plan to crawl in, I don't care even if it is a deadly sin. What it is, I cannot wait, But I will, accept my fate.


Black Angel Roberts

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