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Until We Meet Again
Something isn't right
A knowledge from the bones
The mind knows what it fears,
Oh creator of worlds;
Preparing for a final sleep
Inducing my paralysis
Gripping me in its chains,
'Till Death I meet again
Awaiting the day I'll wake
And be none the wiser
A knowledge from the bones
The mind knows what it fears,
Oh creator of worlds;
Preparing for a final sleep
Inducing my paralysis
Gripping me in its chains,
'Till Death I meet again
Awaiting the day I'll wake
And be none the wiser
Published 6th Jun 2022
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