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The mirror unwinds, twin archetypes collide I am reborn, proliferated by a self-replicating passenger Ghost Dormant dimensions grafted to my senses Infected with fractals, a spore in my skin A sequence of consciousness begging to begin again I can finally see the duality of everything A silent abyss implicit in reality We're hanging by a thinning thread, waiting for the earth to turn As my mind is shattering and the reasons to stay abandon me I'll survive one death at a time There is nowhere left to fall Broken visions of a future where we tear the curtain down From Letras Mania