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I have run from the invisible man
To a city of illusions
Meet the fates of strangers
Accepting the life of delusions
If death has no dominion
I am imprisoned in a celless dream
The persuasion of unknown millions
Creating breathless decrease
My coming and going slip unbeknownst
A ghost of formless symmetry
In pursuit of shapes reunion
The invisible man is me.
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