Vertigo
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Imperfect reflectionsA Poem by Vertigo |
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Amber irisA Poem by Vertigo |
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The days when I could dreamA Poem by Vertigo |
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The color that continues to fadeA Poem by VertigoNothing is ever the same and nothing is ever worth doing when you have to do it alone... |
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EventuallyA Poem by Vertigo |
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Like memoryA Poem by Vertigo |
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