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Mind of Mine

Mind of mine.

I've seen a lot of things

Heard a lot of things.

"Where is the light at the end of the tunnel?" I ask.

He looked at me and said,

"Wait for it, it won't be long now."

"But how long will we wait?!"

His voice were more urgent as he spoke, 



"Wait for it."

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