Trapt-ed

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As days rewind again,

He sees the reflection can't pretend;

He's alright

He's alright

He's alright

he's far from the (edge)

 

I can't I refuse,

It wont let go.

Writing the very mind,

falls away each time I try to cry,

this day of,

this day has come the Unknown.

The Unknown

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