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Mirage

Footsteps cross the schoolyard,

Holding hands with a mirage.

You dont listen,

You do not exist.Image of a suggestion,

The broken ball in question.

Through shattered mirror,

Enter caravan.New mirage, mirage

It seems to me.

Or maybe stop feeling

You do not exist.Train tracks through the desert

Sad eyes, little puppet

You dont listen,

You do not exist.Happy not to notice.

The room retracts the focus,

Where you cannot see.

Reflections from within.New mirage, mirage

It seems to me.

Or maybe stop seeing.

You do not exist.Or maybe stop feeling.Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

Holding hands with a mirage

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