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Reality

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I. Unlost
We Distort Reality
 With Spellbound Words,
Pick And Choose Today’s Illusion.
When Every Truth Could Be Absurd,
Prove I Am By Exorcism. 


II. In A Corner
Glowing Little Children,
Glowing Through The days Of Rat.
Head Inside My Hands
(Older Than I Am),
Push In Past The Skin
(No Matter I’ve Been Damned)
I Was Born First Thing In The Morning
And I Shall Die At The Stroke Of Mi...

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