| Past and present are fleeting, gripping me
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| Nothing sections, wasted, infection, and breeding
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| Squashed and filed away, vacant collapsible piece of time
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| Squashed and filed away inside my mind
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| Suspended moments stored
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| Stored and left unread
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| I bore, the burden and bear the gift, and spread the sore
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| Banal, stripping layers, an invisible coursing war
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| A slave to believe in always looking back
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| Nothing has beaten meaning, based on fact
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| Fatal blow, fatal blow indeed
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| Fatal blow, fatal blow
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| I bore, the burden and bear the gift, and spread the sore
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| Was I ever a child before?
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| Banal, stripping layers, an invisible coursing war
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| Tethered, resent me
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| Tethered, resent me
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| Tethered, tethered
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| Tethered, resent me
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| Tethered, resent me
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| Tethered, resent me
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| Tethered, resent me |