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PART 1 You were feeling Dead Inside.

It had all drifted through your fingers, like writing in the sand and who wanted ya now?


The rug got pulled out- Truth called you a liar &

down you dropped into the great divide.



So there you were,

floating in mid-air

at the border of nothing to believe.

🔔 but you hear something. 🔔

you lean close

a light, i wonder, a phantom limb?

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