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Episode II
what once was magical
has turned out the light
and shuttered its windows
against my sight
pane by slick pane
I climb to the top
clouds into rain
hands like a clock
tick tick
tick tick
four seconds too late
cant save what is gone
I fall and I fall
you’ll find a new pawn.
has turned out the light
and shuttered its windows
against my sight
pane by slick pane
I climb to the top
clouds into rain
hands like a clock
tick tick
tick tick
four seconds too late
cant save what is gone
I fall and I fall
you’ll find a new pawn.
Published 21st Sep 2024
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more cyclothymic babble
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