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Wherever you roam, oppressive silence follows.
Your uncaring nature numbs me inside and out.
Though warmth and light once filled my carefree days,
Hours grow long and tedious in your shadow.
I dream of being liberated from your icy clutches.
Leave me be, so I may find sanity and humanity again.





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