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A broken person, slowly slipping away on this day, powers beyond my understanding eating away at my ideas and decisions. And tommorow I'm a free man fleeting between your prison, dancing on your chemical colours while you look on, lost in my fantasy and song. Switching between a moon and a sun, you'll never know which side you look upon.