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You are the outlier from my consistancy of mediocracy,
And I look to you for light when the stars have gone out in the night,
With no cause, no destination, only existence,
The trees echoing lies back to you as you lay there,
But you can't stop the time,
Progression of this tedious cycle called life,
Glimpses of bittersweet memories fade away with the dawn,
The burden of love is lifted for now,
And now you are gone, and I still remain,
My heart feels the strain which my brain cannot yet comprehend,
Indecisive, because nothing before has ever been real,
Its closer to the truth to say that I am just naive,
So I continue to subsist by default.

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