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in a coma i dreamt of a world of mouth to hand metal ships sailed through sea of black to disappear walls of glass some shuttered in the uniforms dulled with grey shadows littered about paper pink lay discarded in a coma breath in breath out never seem to remember anything anyway an excitement of a ship... they could see inside and i knew why we were clearly on our way we will sail into the future far into the black and away... From Letras Mania