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see the world, hear a sound
always having to feel i's way around
hearing voice, seeing face
is like living, without a trace
nothing is ever clear
world is filled with darkness and fear
what is the sunset? never know
in i's world, 'll never show
what is music, how does it sound?
in i's world, 've never found
i'm not broken, just differently wired
the me-s' went on strike and never rehired
me-s' packed up and left, without a note
just departed i's head without taking a coat
felling a shout, behind i's back
i turn around like, under attack
at that i sit, calm and serene
like i’m planning a masterful scheme
they laugh, i laugh, no clue what it’s for
feeling the vibe, laughing some more
i’m not confused, just stillness's slave
riding wave that silence gave
i’m chill, i’m cool, and thriving too
i's world’s just like yours
but the me-s' have no video/audio cue
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