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Philosophical Dram-Com
by The Purity Cloak
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Last night I dreamt that I knew my dad
I could even recollect all the memories we didn't have
We were on Clinton street his hand in mind
His past was as pure as the white on the yield sign
But then I woke up in a red, red rage
I had ruined the bed that my wife had carefully made
And she tried to slay all my wounded pain
But it didn't do a thing I just felt the same
Last night I dreamt that I knew my dad
I could even recollect all the memories we didn't have
We were on Clinton street his hand in mind
His past was as pure as the white on the yield sign
But then I woke up in a red, red rage
I had ruined the bed that my wife had carefully made
And she tried to slay all my wounded pain
But it didn't do a thing I just felt the same