Welcome home,
Outerspace.
Reality,
Would take my case.
In any case,
Your ill from it.
It's not a race,
That you can win.
Hello, goodbye,
Change time to crime.
The past is your folk-tale.
Rewrite us falling.
Calling,
Out to the wind.
Our phase begins.
The pieces shattered,
Remains are scatterd.
Here and there,
Not broken where
You can see.
Just another
Memory.
We are
Your outer shell.
A man of whom,
We knew so well.
What happened,
To you?
What happened,
To you?
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