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My senese have awakened once again. Collectively they seek out to defend all the things that I have been before, to filter all the past wounds through my door. What can I do? What can I say? Perhaps you think I've gone and lost my way? I used to think, not long ago, 'All dreams must end' How could I be so wrong...? I was draped in closure; you gave me a whisper. Took me in from shadows to absolve the tragic. I was out of focus; you have opened my eyes. I was just illusion; you have sculpted new ways... Inside I saw the real...With your senses...To lose my senses was a sin. Where I had none, you had six... From Letras Mania