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I’ll be there, hold on
But it changes somehow
So where are you now?

I’ll reach you, my darling
The shadows of the Earth
Illusions so bright

They’re fallin’ in just [bad word] – let them know – When it’s the pain that makes us so human after all.

Toward a city, a border patrol
1000 precious words, just to start with a spark
To the core