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Keep breathing
keep breathing
keep breathing
keep breathing

birds flying over
a mountain
full of clovers
one red in a field of greens

wake up
wake up
wake up

hallucinations filling
imagine feeling
comatose
forget the life you chose
this is
an eternal comatose
eternal
coma
coma

keep breathing
Wanderer May 2014
We are all lost
Wandering through the maze of life
No compass to guide us
Only our thoughts to accompany us

We are all scared of the monsters
The noises in the dark
But we never ask other for help
Even though they might know the way out

We wander for years
Maybe even our whole lives
Getting deeper and deeper into the maze
Most never find the way out

— The End —