dreamt in déjà vu
self-proclaimed prophecies play
i live on and on
in my sleep
convince myself
this place is a dream
where death can't come
i sink into your shivers
allow myself to be
you'll take me to rivers
to swim under the rippling glass
stay grazing my back
an eternity slowed
only reached in the cold
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