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Sunday, November 14, 2004


Enraptured in the thought of not knowing who I am

Enclosed in the hope of always being in my bliss

Ensured that I will always be fortunate

Lies to be heard, lies to be deciphered

Everything is disappearing

When was the world so bare that the spectrum became unseen?

My eyes are deceiving me

Ebony skies

Disappearing, we need to go now

Plane of lost minds, a trip for life


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