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Life feels like a metaphor A metaphor for a real life For a life of foraging A forest and a scythe Tearing through the wreckage Of a life that never happened Digital detritus Layers to be flattened Scrolling endless folders of A girl that didn’t need to be restored Somehow maybe some way she believed She would someday be reborn Scrolling endless folders of A girl that didn’t need to be restored Somehow maybe some way she believed She would someday be reborn From Letras Mania