Strange things cover light
Idly passing by
Dust flies through
The open blind
Darkness doesn't glide
Into the wall
I wonder
Why, be so wry
Lie over there
Breathing is right
We are done
I don't care
What you tear
We weren't one
We are done
Follow the Sun
Veil atmosphere
Get up and steer
We are done

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