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Through ruins, I try to make my escape

Unable to see, yet I sense my mistake

Moving about, with no reason nor rhyme

Knowing, so well, I’m near out of time

Can’t remove this mask, there’s no point in asking

Dare to take one more step, I feel my life crashing

Trying to run, from what I fear most

I find myself, floating, as now I am a ghost



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