Awake to the fictions that shuttered
Or suffered the mind
And I fear only this time
It pains me to see how it's real
You were the film
And was I to observe you
When this time I believed
That we'd bleed black and white
In the silence
And the static illusions of life
Shed to the silence
Like rivers that flow in the night
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