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insomnia
spiders crawling in
leaving notes all around
trying to tune in
pick it up to the right sound
change my tone
adjust my frequency
hang up the phone
stop the transperacy
focus my direction
vote in my own election
birds whistling from afar
the meaning of it all
it's simply not to fall
behind the wandering star
moments when I'm sleeping
passing by like trains in the seasons
of coloring skies
and regrets, lies
shifting our panoramic view
my life is mine to have
to love and hold
I've survived the last shower
I'm spending my gold
I'm taking my mind
my body and soul
and I'm trusting myself
with having some goals
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