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I'm seeing the parts in methat which I hate to seesuffer the shadowssuffer the shadows
The child inside weep for my lifefor such bitter twisted dreamsthe fool by her side could never see liesany economy of truth he believed
Blind to compassion
I shall suffer the shadows in my pastdepressed and saddened
I shall pay my debt to nature
The mother insode feels my sadness and painin this growing pool of desirethe father by her side could never have caredcold blooded he lived as a liar
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