Shaking me,
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Waking me up.
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Talking to me?
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Or to someone else?
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I'm the only one here.
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Who the fuck are you talking to?
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"The end or not", they said.
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"Myself or not", I said.
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Hundreds of myself
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calling out my name.
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I pray, "Disappear, make the world disappear."
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I closed my eyes for a while and they're gone.
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The light illuminates before my eyes is that of sun.
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Am I still alive? God, no. It can't be!
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This must be a dream.
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"A dream of not?!", I cried.
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"Myself or not?!", I cried.
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Well, I am still here like a last blessing.
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Sun showers pour and it's morning, again... it's morning, again.......
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Saddest end of one fine morning
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| Vassline |
