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ABYSS I turn back the clock at half past three I see the abyss that sees into me I notice

the shadows draped over my walls And wonder why they have no color at all I listen to music, it listens to me And the clock stops ticking at half past three I play my cello and it s playing me I burst into tears and it s crying for me I take in the world from far away Transcendence and headaches, and I feel gray Nightmares and daymares and now I can see I am the abyss that sees into me

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