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Awake, asleep hunger fed Resistance spirit broken fled Night and day, hour minute Drain the bottle and you are in it A
face looking back in the mirror
Breathing
choking come and gone
Dirt in your face
You
and me, us and them
A
face looking back in the mirror
A face looking back in the mirror
cold glass prison
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