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I'm sitting here
But my soul is out of my being
Wandering aimlessly
Among buried memories in time

There are times I think not to get out more here
As vacuum packaged meat
Do not breathe in any way
But rotting smell of death

I'm lost ...

I'm lost between two worlds
I see pale lights in the cold night
Which brings me one way ticket
But not back

It would be the right time to leave?

Away from all, away from the world
Homeless and aimless
I feel better

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