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Oct 2014
A whisper of genius heard
Or phantom in my periphery
Ever stalking me  

Each time I guess their meaning  
Each time I try
The spirits cry...

extrapolate and you castrate
exonerate and you evaporate
say it once more and it's dead
Written by
Nate ere
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