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I lay on my back, gaze at the stars,
reminescence my old ways and wars.

Dead eyes see no future but echoes and endings.

The map i've drawn in details I can't follow, it overflows me upon my fails.

Formed by past,
deformed now,
damned to be.

So I end up running in circles, infinite.
I may never escape and admit: this is it.

If everything falls apart, why can't I?

Old friend, blindfold me,
beauty, kiss me goodbye,
warden put me to sleep.

M irror, mirror on the wall, you're lying to us all.

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