Hardwork
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James McLain
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Dreams,
when you were in me partly.
Pass through my head when exactly like it, arrived.
And all my fears
being childish for naught being nothing.
When I am sad, I am with you, when I remember.
And you can never forget
all the secrecies that we divided, apart, back together.
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