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She gazes upon newfound eyes lost from her wireframes, Pause for a moment and you can see her for a flicker Why now is she lovely? In this parallel world of film,
Life is a movie. I seem to be caught mid-scene and there is no plot.
It is not something I want, as it is something I need I would do anything for it, but I probably wouldn't bleed This is what I live for And nothing more I will not be satisfied until I achieve it