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Nothing is my name.
Alone is not what I desire.
Silence is all I have.
I count my time,
I count my days.
'Tick tock, tick tock'
are all I can hear.
Where do they go?
Will they ever return?
Help, help.
Screaming bellow thunders
begging for the lost ones.
But still, silence is all I got.
Happiness? What is happiness?
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