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Low men in yellow cloaks
have taken my body and my mind
To the other side crawling back from both space and time
to recover what was lost

If change is the only constant will I forgive
and let all ire die?

A sinister calling on the phone,
that was unplugged, is how it will begin
From which way they come, I'm never sure
Looking inward converging paths you could not trace

I would not advise to speak their names
or to know their face
Pay no attention to shapes in the sky, moths at play
And they in plain sight
Placing an ad in the classifieds they are looking for me,
my life, a bargain trade

Maybe they've come after you for yours as well
It's time to run so leave no trace of where you've been
No life to hide but better than, to go with them
Eyes only see half the truth of who they are
From neither sun nor star.

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