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Chris Vans Apr 2017
I fell asleep before I was born
I fell asleep after I died
Chris Vans Apr 2017
I stepped outside and all I see is the air you left behind
The candy bars we used to eat

I close my eyes and all I see are phosphene colors
The feelings broken down in a kaleidoscope

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