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Shaking me, |
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Waking me up. |
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Talking to me? |
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Or to someone else? |
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I'm the only one here. |
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Who the fuck are you talking to? |
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"The end or not", they said. |
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"Myself or not", I said. |
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Hundreds of myself |
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Calling out my name. |
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I pray, "Disappear, make the world disappear." |
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I closed my eyes for a while and they're gone. |
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The light illuminates before my eyes is that of sun. |
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Am I still alive? God, no. It can't be! |
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This must be a dream. |
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"A dream of not?!", I cried. |
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"Myself or not?!", I cried. |
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Well, I am still here like a last blessing. |
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Sun showers pour and it's morning, again... it's morning, again....... |
