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Living Close To Fantasy
What was carving me inside out
How come was it a fantasy
They shed it for me or I for them But pain still uttered at the whole
How to hind as it can't be
How to show as it was never
The fantasy which seemed fairy world
Was the only cause of suffer
Fear is the next door
And regret locked there forever What was carving me inside out
Was a game long before
And sealed then forever and ever.

Bhat zarka