throughout this cold isolated world
search for my existence
chase away the darkness which
approaches from the distance,
save me and say 'follow me'
like a stream of existence of which
two intertwines, like a weary memory that
has been forgotten, search for me
even if the limitation of life fades away
as if static of unknown forces leaves you lost, move forward,
search for my existence, find me
search for the sanctuary of
unwanted memories and follow the
trail of brittle pieces of life forms of what's left of me
save me, take my hands and
say 'follow me'
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