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We sit and watch these lifeless forms
Stark and petrified
The high suspense of an empty stage
Drawing in clutching to its breast
With murmured words we sigh and focus
On the main facade
Beyound the hard reluctant windows
News from magazines
We wrote their names on books we'd borrowed
As if to bring us closer still
And threw it all away to focus
On the main facade
Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence
But noone could see the end
Disciples of the new way
Portraits in the sand
See when they run their longest mile
Holding caps in wet hand
Eyes upon them try to focus
On the main facade
Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence
But noone could see the end
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