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Mar 18
I was afraid to infect others
way before the virus
I took the path less traveled
'cause the former wasn't lifeless

And I need silence.

I need an escape,
A refuge from my eyelids

The only time I need help,
you call in sick.
Written by
     Perry, Fawn and Sparrow
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