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| Dissolution |
12/17/2004
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Walking in the dark I am blind.
The long desolate road stretches far behind.
My journey is way ahead of me.
None before me have finished a journey of this kind.
They have lost everything, even their mind.
Then everything else disintegrated and their crazy existence ceased to be.
I am wandering alone now, the sun has long since gotten low.
The dark encompasses the night.
I begin to wonder how as my body begins to slow.
And I become increasingly insane by fright.
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