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Subconscious Solitude Illusions, perceptions, dreams Of realities borne alone within A prison of fantasy The reasons for the pain Darkness surrounds Silence temps The aftertaste of your presence Cold and bitter You leave pondering the intent Of your motivations Plutonic, intense, surreal You pass quietly Through my mind |
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