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places with no faces, Platitudes of time
Only traces of my memories not so divine
Yet I sit here on this dusty gravel road
Holding on to whatever in my conscious mind
What a tragedy it would be for me to loose those memories
If I can’t travel the miles to be with the ones I love
There in my memory they will be with me
Oh please stay with me my conscious mind
So I can surround myself with your sensations
Perceptions, memories and fantasies
Only traces of my memories not so divine
Yet I sit here on this dusty gravel road
Holding on to whatever in my conscious mind
What a tragedy it would be for me to loose those memories
If I can’t travel the miles to be with the ones I love
There in my memory they will be with me
Oh please stay with me my conscious mind
So I can surround myself with your sensations
Perceptions, memories and fantasies
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