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𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆

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I release you from this poetic nightmare
Words that never leave my skull

I have to talk to get them out
But there is no one to talk to

I have to talk to get them out
But when I open my mouth, it's only silence

I release you from this poetic nightmare
Where else is there to go

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