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The exiled dead and (in)justice of living
The dead read our thoughts
become entangled in fear
travel through crumbling walls of minds
find freedom within mangled dreams
they permeate life... clouding vision,
their cause to seek the lit way, a haze in darkness
we don't know
yet together we must stay... in this realm divided...
Worlds within a world and outside what is... we keep them here
it is unknown to all... why... they are here.
