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I fight demons
And all sorts of reason
I question my being
that’s humans believing
I don’t like you
You’re as cryptic as me
I don’t mind you
Hard as it may seem
I forgot where I was going
So I went home
It’s all grass
it’s all trees
and concrete at our feet
I fight feeding
To remain breathing
I question time
an a obsession of mine
I broke my own heart
so I could feel again
I built these walls
To save you

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