| daylight doesn’t touch her anymore
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| as the moon began to shine brighter
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| highs seem too low
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| thoughts drag her down
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| into botomless holes
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| fall without a cord
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| unable to lift a brow
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| she allows herself to drift off
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| a state of trance
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| memories recur
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| foreign places appear
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| every detail — so clear
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| like long-forgotten times
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| like snapshots in her mind
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| is this a lost recall?
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| a ghost light to confuse
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| or is it someone else’s life
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| on the inner screen?
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| a peculiar impulse
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| forces her to proceed
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| caught between trance and life
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| will she ever leave?
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| trancscendence of boundaries
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| future, present and past collide
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| an image of her spirit — her life
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| transcendence of boundaries
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| future, present and past collide
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| the hour of memento
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| her stiff body asleep
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| her soul seeks for new grounds
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| a discarnate entity
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| led by intuition
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| different places appear
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| with every detail quite so clear
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| these long forgotten times
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| snapshots in her mind
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| crystalline — like carved in stone
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| the afterglow — her light disowned
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| instantly she understands
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| every shot — a single step
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| a map of all that’s her
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| a soulmap as a guide to where she belongs
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| she has to keep this state
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| this guide — this chance
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| the shelter of this trance
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| more potent than the earth
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| now, she knows about her loss
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| a map of all that’s her
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| revealing the chance
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| to balance both hers
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| a journey through herself
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| if feels surreal
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| but so real
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| like never before
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| this is no lost recall
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| it recurs as a light
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| the view from the other side
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| on the inner screen
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| a migrated part of her past
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| remigrates to her
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| research between trance and life
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| she’s about to leave
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| transcendence of boundaries
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| future, present and past collide
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| an image of her spirit — her life
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| transcendence of boundaries
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| future, present and past collide
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| the hour of memento
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| unavoidable
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| without premonition
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| memento
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| independent of time and space
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| redemption at long last |