(but nobody hears it).
While I'm searching inside.
Turn to empty words.
Life ... Mind ... and Soul
It's all so confusing...
A pale cold rhetoric...
Just like an illusion...
Of what I would like to be.
Any futile light.
I hide...
Air lacks, will never reach.
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