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Close your eyes and follow the sun.
Cast a shadow over the darkened one.
Sit alone in the corner while the others have their fun.
Reaching out into the gentle winds among.
Fading pleasure leaves the mind forever numb.
Grating pressure crushes the skull beneath their thumb.
Reassure your children that your fate will not become.
Left with little hope, but not with none.
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