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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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