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vendredi 10 août 2018

You,

You look like what lives down the abyss of my mind.
And I can't help but stare at you.
I stand on the edge and I can picture myself falling.
You sound like those voices that lurk in my darkness of my mind.
And I can't help but follow you.
I am attracted to your shadow.

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