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34 lines
767 B
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title: Blinding
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week: 25
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date: 2025-06-25
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death is blinding\
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it hurts each time\
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in brand new ways\
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that much I'm finding
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it eats away at worldly trust\
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here at once\
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and not the next\
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in what world is this just?
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no one chooses their mortal end\
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we must go on\
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this fear prevails\
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a lifelong friend
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my nights and days pocked with confusion\
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irrevocable, a life all done\
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reflect, think back\
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dream of illusion
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I feel my descent, caused by an unknown\
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At least I hope, in dread of my suspect\
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A most tragic fall, of what was once grown\
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Allowed to crush others in its neglect
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I can't help but notice the darkened sky\
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I got myself here, and built my own binds\
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So I'm left stuck, to watch the time pass by\
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Praying for dawn, of such contrast it blinds
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