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Silhouettes, I always see
Everytime I close my eyes
Are they from the past?
Just a glimpse of the future?

Vague things flashing in my mind
Are they already indeed done?
Or telling me such message
Some things must be undone

Dreams visit me every night
Tried to escape with all my might
They seem to be realer than real
Wishing those misery I cannot feel.

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