Epiphany
Dust Devils.
Dust Devils.
Show me what I don't want to see.
See the layers from the past.
Gaze the pages to the last.
Dust Devils.
Dust Devils.
Tell me more and more about me.
Shout to me why they stare.
Whisper to me the nightmare.
Restless. I've been stirred from sleep with nightmares lately. Things in life seem to be heading
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