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Partners of fame
hold me to the same
\sane and not sad
happy and not sad
happy and not mad
noble and in trouble
cursed and refused
bursting trying to get out
sent by all the romans
people we let out
kaleidoscope of memories
cast to referees
leaving the ground untamed like a tiger
the jackal launches out in all attire
talons of a hawk
sight and hearing
left outside retrieving
and destiny is the way of the face
of grace
praises of matter broken days after
in a problem all solved
dissolve the solution
cleaned with the pollution
father the phantom
the ghost in the air
they gives me shivers
when im going down the stairs
the hairs of my arms
start to raise in alarm
that something or someone
may be there unaware
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