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PALE FLESH

We are but pale flesh thin as paper our lives are not our own we walk from each moment to the next, a reflection of times long lost visions yet to form a pale vestige of hollow eyes, distant souls were are but remains of mortal thoughts pale flesh on distant shores lost as the sea rolls we are but pale flesh upon a distant realms stretching far and away.

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