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The unknowinng
How can I conceive.
What's inconceivable,
Each day, weighs heavy on my soul.
I see, the deception is showing,
Ohh,
How I long to unsee!
To go back.
To blissful unknowing!
© cloudy blue
What's inconceivable,
Each day, weighs heavy on my soul.
I see, the deception is showing,
Ohh,
How I long to unsee!
To go back.
To blissful unknowing!
© cloudy blue
