Even when we're downed
Time will forever win
When misfortune would surround
To make you stick around
Impossible to replace
What you don't want to see
To learn to truly face
Our bound reality
And the one you came to be
I want to have my own hideaway
Where I can bloom
Where I can calmly stay
There no one could resume
What I want to entomb
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