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Tears Fall Up
The moon is a tombIt holds our souls that loomLike purgatory, stuck in the waiting roomThinking we will get called on soonOur lucky break doesn’t come and the clock strikes noon Up above, the sun blasts brightOh how it’s such a sightIt’s half time nowDon’t throw in the towelNot just yetWe still haven’t met For
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The Hyper Cycle
The nature of the universe; Duality. Destined to repeat forever; Insanity. Imprisoned on this rock; Humanity. Can’t find the key to this lock; Calamity…
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