CHAPTER I
He was a master of psychotherapy...

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Geniuses proposed theories of the unexplained...

I was shattered and broken inside
The pain and deep sorrows I cannot hide...

To My Valentine
It has been far too long...

Traffic lights, present across ones sight
Traffic lights, insomniac during the night...

I have written your name on the sands
And notice how the waves drown it beneath...

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When I started asking your name...

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When I was in a crowded trail of dust...

It's not the sweet kisses we shared
But how we take each others breath...

When I'm long Gone -
When I'm away, I wish one man would care...

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There was once a helpless dreamer...

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When Times often get rough...