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Memories Of Tomorrow

The night is broken
Doves are bleeding
And yet you continue to scream

Unheard of gestures
Open your arms — a scar
And it’s never the same
It’s never the same

Restless patience
And yet I continue to falter
A moment, a moment
A moment to recall
Another moment

For the dawn
In my dreams
In your screams
What’s become?
It’s never the same

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