Since the morning
I am crawling
Badly aching
Year after year
Week 1 to 4
Days and nights
when here or not
Just as predicted
And I keep crying
All this is
Your master piece
From minute one
Many years ago
The drama unfold
Read this one way
Or the other
Changes nothing
Either so true
I ache, abandoned
So I feel
No really
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