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10h
Wake your soul—
Tell me you see the floor.
The void has distorted the existence,
I keep falling, there's no resistence.
Wake your soul—
Tell me it didn't devour you.
The void controls the void mind,
Despairs you in no time and kind.
Wake your soul—
Do not worship it.
Nehal
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Nehal  16/M
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