knowledge of an idiot

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they don't know

they don't know how the voices started

they don't know the people with whom we parted

they don't know how many oceans we drowned in

they don't know how many fakes were laughing

they don't know the pity we received

they don't know how many beings we deceived;

they don't know from your sorrows, to your everything;

but one thing's for sure; they know absolutely nothing

- none of you understand me well enough

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