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Mar 2013
The tide drags in the dregs,
churns up the silt of my sentiments

I am wading in deep waters, trying to get home

The bitter current of my discontent
rushes, feeds these waves of my regret

I am wading in deep waters, trying to get home.

This raging sea and siren calls
beckon me, to break to fall

Oh I am wading in deep waters, trying to get home
Lucent in Tenebris
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