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The sun rises another day As the sandstorm closes inI lay still from where I've fallenMy inability to c o m m u n i c a t e...
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What collides here,
Collides there.
As brightness turns,
In darkness.
In spite of,
All hardships.
Through clocks,
And timeless travel.
Scorchi..
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