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In this time of weakness
My mouth is dry
I ache with a thirst for words

The lifeless glaze of my eyes
Shows no sign of the strategy being formed
I’ll run away to a mountain far away
Where I feel like I can touch the sky
No one will know my name
It’ll be just I and my shadow
A hermit full of loneliness she can wallow in herself
The lone star whose shimmer has faded





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