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[taceo_servio]

I hear the call,
which made me fall,
back again,
reoccurring sin,
as if something pops,
everything stops,
forward motion halted,
secrets now vaulted,
Unsure sure what's true,
can't trust you,
can't trust me,
Don't know how to make you see,
You won't know nor will you care,
Long as I remain out of your hair