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Apr 2020
I am at rift
With your chains

Feed the dark
You must face it

I maybe floating through your mind
Through the rhythm of your heart
Beating slowly

I need not tell you
You already knew
You always did

Let us walk a mile on the moon
You and me
Faded to black
We don’t have to go back

We are at rift
Minds lost
Written by
Henk Hougaard
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