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Alive
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A twisted visage of what once was
Scrambles for memories of things
That never were
Destinies left at the wayside
With the chains of birth
A suffering called ‘Alive’
Never so dirty a word as alive
Never a word so filled with duty
To look upon the eve’s end
To look upon a dawn’s rise
Scrambles for memories of things
That never were
Destinies left at the wayside
With the chains of birth
A suffering called ‘Alive’
Never so dirty a word as alive
Never a word so filled with duty
To look upon the eve’s end
To look upon a dawn’s rise
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