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3d
Words find there way
But I can't explain
The void follows so deeply
Every night I think of red and blue
The finale is set to begin
Always it goes off
Nothing follows
The first horns sound
Galantly
My dear I see
Clouds, they seem all that's above
Below is clear
What is heard is silent
Listen closely
All alone
No word can conceive
What this world has done to me
Written by
Kylprin  26/M
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