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The Circle: Entrapment
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Lesson 1 (Trend Tired Tactics) A locked infinity
For many to behold
True sense of projection
The air so cold
The grass so wet
The rain so hard
What should I get?
The sinking moon
The falling sun
The starless night
Where should I run?
For many years
I run and mind
My mind counting seconds
The air so fine
The grass so powerless
The rain gone soft
Over everlasting mess
The moon has rebelled
The sun will kill again
The night has been distorted
Going from now to then
