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Devourment
Grey water... I'm stuck in the mirth again, the dark. I'm stuck on you again, the mud. Please give me the clarity I sought after, I'm begging you. I'm tired of the arms of hate and I can't give it up. How can I let you go when your all of me. I'm stuck in grey water, which way is up? Breach the water, get me out before I drown. If you can't do it, that's alright, I've never had a reliance on you.
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