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Idiosyncrasy

Visions escape from your spiritual waste

A conscious decision of your inner soul

Symbols trapped through convulsions

Of my brain

Visualized figures marching in step

Erasing my store

Forget more and more

Unlearning to spell

My own name

I can't believe

I'm calling myself

Within your mind

We are three of a kind

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