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Comments about Patricia DeWitt
Without A Trace
It’s interesting to me
All the things that I use to believe
All my thoughts and all my dreams
Seem like such a distant memory
Sometimes I still think that I can see your face
Where we ever in this place?
Everything we use to feel
Was it ever even real?
Everything just seems so small
Like I don’t exist at all
Maybe I will just give some space
Or maybe just disappear without a trace
Would it matter we will see
All I can do is set you free.