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time is wavering
in this place where eyes never close live with the crows wake when they blink the man with no face is my guide on occasion he takes his shadow hat off kneel in the dark listening to the nothing is everything at the graveyard of my soul sparrows braid my hair i learn what no one else wants to know we tally the losses the man with no face laughs when i cry he peels his head apart the souls inside are just hands grabbing at me he tells me you can't save them your light is mine my dark is yours everything you want you will have i am your nothing i am your everything look in the mirror my dear what do you see?
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