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Something in me has changed
my hands altered with the times
and you’re here with me
but you are not…
…not by my side
you wash over me in ways
that strip away my sanity
yet you are as real to me
as the corpses within the earth
the stars above our head
are in awe of all we have
cause we can walk places
beyond every ones wildest dreams
all our worlds are sewn together
a tapestry of broken fields and time combined
but our skies have vultures on the wind
bleeding underneath their wings
and the seas are filled with abominations
because that is the only way
we know how to feel
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