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As I sweap my tears to strength
I deny what I intent
There's resistance to my soul
Nothing seems to be fulfiling.
What the fuck I am doing here
Ressuracting every fear
that I kept veiled for long
and never was I admitting.
I don't know who I am
nor I allow the outcome
What is blocking my sight
a part is hidden hazed.
Shape as many
clouds as you want
cause the things and be the cause
All in all what is it that we all are
a humanoid disgrace.
I deny what I intent
There's resistance to my soul
Nothing seems to be fulfiling.
What the fuck I am doing here
Ressuracting every fear
that I kept veiled for long
and never was I admitting.
I don't know who I am
nor I allow the outcome
What is blocking my sight
a part is hidden hazed.
Shape as many
clouds as you want
cause the things and be the cause
All in all what is it that we all are
a humanoid disgrace.
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