Embrace in sympathy.
I take comfort in my exile.
Will you consider me?
But your eyesthey cannot see.
The loss that dwells in me.
In the silence of the night.
I can feel my entropy.
AsleepI am sofar away.
But you are always there.
There are so many things I d like to say.
Waking is my nightmare.
I can t feel....

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