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look - come close your eyes and hold your thought take it, claim for yourself tis yours, the slaves know it well seek - it's there yet you shall not find it your eyes are blinded you are weak and fragile the truth slays abruptly rip your eyes out - the beggining of sin touch - feel the infinity yet you have your hand no more pain and torment are the comprehension do you want to last? or know? after all, you exist no more... From Letras Mania