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My clockwork dream it starts tonight Its blurred edges just out of sight sepia toned and gilt engraved long forgotten and dust framed. A patchwork past hung on the wall faded out of sight for all take it down and

so they asked me why i didn’t write anymore,and i said my words have dried.but then i thought i should write a versefor it’s been a while since i’ve tried. i stretched my imagination all through my mindfor the perfect

light a candle for me,for i am lost,past roads that i’ve walkedand oceans i crossed,past sighing forests and leafy gladesand trees covered by frost. say a prayer for me,for i’ve gone astray,looking for dreams in hopes,for the colour of night

take off that masklet me see what’s inside of youare you as ugly as pretty as you are? let me let you baskin our afterglow right herelet me turn my face away and smirk in secret. let me knock once,