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The Key To The Abyss

is a fist, knocked my own name out of my mouth, swallowed

a friend's name, thought in my mind i keep making mistakes

forged the name of a band, the friend of a friend thought of

it in another language and reversed it, hit the xylopone and

the bike took off with my homework, the wheels from the

white warehouse just got heavier and became a joke that

wasn't funny to me either said the earth crushing marble

see you again on the other side of some time Im going in


I couldn't begin to want to listen to a thing I've ever done

or said, every question, still a question, is that an answer

I imagined it, I don't want to get it wrong again, I don't

Want to get convincing? That is the Long road.

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