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Too Late

I know you’re in there Even though you train Your hand to be so still And your lips are silent Come out, you stress me So that I am stretched To the limits of strength And all my dizziness Go away, let me alone This madness must stop This was never whole And so never will be It is far too late For you to stay here Where you can never see The vision of your face

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