in your system
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IP:
look at this scene, its filled with mirrors
a manican trying to get her picture clear
she crawled from the streets, looking for answers
and found herself sprawling through sandy pastures
two trees, mark the spot where time depletes
the skeletal branches, guide the wings of the keepers
a nest of portals, gateways to an unknown world
where plastic becomes flesh, carried by boys and girls
but choose wisely, manican, for your fate will be choosen
wheater you will walk as man does, or forever be frozen
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this world is a drug, and everyone's selfish
FLY FREE
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