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So dark |
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Once an amusement park |
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Troubled whispers sound |
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On a mute merry-go-round |
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So cold |
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Once a playground of gold |
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Caved in long ago |
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And then poisoned with the snow |
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Oceans of time |
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Broken patterns align |
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Hearts washed upon the isle |
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It carries your name |
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Like radiance in the rain |
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The wailing sirens alarm |
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Old memories hang on and gravitate by weights of sorrow |
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Through cracks and wounds our pain reflected in a thousand mirrors |
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It is time for deeds to take the shape of vows and codes of promise |
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The time to let our minds speak silently in the act of darkening |
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Out of reach and gone from view |
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Now light is one step behind you |
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On the other side of the soul |
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The void resolves one final role |
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Collapse into absence |