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GratitudeGoodbyes are near. / As the wind chimes through that corner / Snapshots slide through my eyes,

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CommitAnd I was dead. / Dead asleep. / Trying to fight my demons,

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UntitledDistractions swift us into / Lands of unimaginable self-absorption. / where faceless people

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