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[whisperion]

You turn your back on me.
Did you break free?
Is this how you really want to be?

Say it again.
Are you splayed out again?
Our voices contend.

We are not bad,
But we are alone!
I am not sad.
Affliction unknown!

Alone in our thinking.
Can the bonds be weakening?
But this love, my awakening!

Where can you go to be free?
Isn't this just the disease?
No one but me is listening.

There's nothing wrong with me,
And nothing wrong with you.
As far as the monkey can see
This is what the monkey should do.

What is fame...
What is luck...
What is life...
Without love?

Dirt.