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It's cold embrace takes me A gasp fills my lungs The first time I've felt full I understand clarity It speaks purely in tongues Mimicking the devil A troubling familiarity The burning ache My body soothes Ghostly hands take me softly Nirvana I shall betake I lie still in her grooves Nirvana, I await

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