This desolate and broken place
A haunting echo of a dream
Reminiscent of another time
Where no one hears you scream
Observing the deep shallows
Fog swirling above the trees
Atoms of chaos colliding
In the memories of our needs
So swallow it down
This attempt to shut it out
And when the time comes
There’ll be no chance to doubt
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