| I know a ghost,
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| and when doubted his truth reveals incredible vengeance
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| vanity is a sepulcher
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| do as you please, shame, will follow
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| languages rot and insects lose interest:
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| Mountains of plastic: Melting Away.
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| As long as these struggles are aimless
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| we will all be standing still.
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| When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche
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| this is because so many are attached to their deaf ears
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| collect the leaves
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| count them
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| name them
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| study each and every single one of them
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| as long as these struggles are aimless
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| we will all be standing still
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| when worded correctly, truth is never a cliche
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| This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears
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| All mistakes can be marked by borders
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| All of love can be traced to a maker
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| It seems as if what is most important, isn’t noticed when forgotten.
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| Do as you please, shame will foloww
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| the sun and the moon
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| You’ll always take them for granted
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| What’s delicate is lost.
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| As the selfish forgot what is the sacred.
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| The humble forget themselves
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| When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche
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| This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears. |