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night falls on you like a rock in the water
and your heart is an empty room
your arteries pump not blood but gloom
your soul is racing at your body's border
waking up stings like soap on chapped hands
your thoughts grow like a tumor cogitationum
you are suffering under an obscuratio viventium
your mind feels like bare and foreign lands
sadness spreads inside you like ink in the water
your mind is a desolate and somber place
if god asked, you couldn't draw your own face
your soul is racing at your body's border
night falls on you like a rock in the water
and oh how your soul bathes in delight
you want to live in an eternal night
your soul wants to break free from your body's border
into the eternal night
into the magical night
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