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no one knows me
for my home is the ocean
i lay beneath the waves and on top of dreams
i have nobody to call me, for i am free
liberated of all the penitance brought upon many
tired of coming home to a mess
i ran away into an abyss and found myself
no one knows me for i am the one who lurks behind them
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