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You lay here waitingdo you watch?
Is this all your mortal being wants?
this displeasure of echoed snapping
a media circus
they have incarsarated you
your free soul
my mind weeps
the sunlight bekons
I am here... feel me
like i feel you
your flesh is gone
but your soul wanders
above or below me?
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