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There seems to me there's a tragedy.
Lie awake, do or die, hard to protect them
(what's left behind) when all I get are the dialtones.
I can't help admitting I'm never regretting
so hard to pretend it's not a game or a lie
hold so close to what you reject: it'll be all right.
it'll be all right.
There are shadows, very plain, but nothing else on this earth remains
one day it won't matter.