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NewfoundlandNothing to be gained but new land / Seven hours, easily more than I could stand / A journey across

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BlurEverywhere, clocks and gears oversee / The passing storms that time their paces. / The leap between air and faces

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A Shade of GreyIt is four in the morning and I'm alone / It's dark out / The city lays quiet and sullen with sleep

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Blissful RambleHuffah! Rise up! / Today a new day / So glamorous

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HallwaysUnder the cover of darkness / Our most feared creatures dwell / Leaving our minds a mess

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UntitledEncapsulated / With thirty-six inches to breathe / Laying above matter that all stand at attention

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LucidityI close my eyes and I am gone / Into worlds of twenty-three suns. / Carbon monoxide fills my lungs.

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