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Final Explanation
The product of my devotion,
The result of every word,
The outcome of my story,
Was read, but never heard.
The turmoil of my existence,
The chaos of my view,
The confusion of my real world,
Was never meant for you.
The fantasy of my lifetime,
The illusion of my death,
The phantom of my moments,
Was imagined in every breath.
The shortage of my thoughts,
The dearth of my power,
The lack of my emotion,
Was what sparked my ending hour.
