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I would promise all the time,

For a blight against the world,

In my grasp I'm losing hope,

For the future that's taking hold,

I want to be buried in my sleep,

In the expanding space,

Of a comatose dream,

I want to lose yet have everything,

I'd search every day,

For that bit of relief,

Amidst all the gray,

I will find a way,

To recreate my world,

So I can paint the skies grey,

If I were to sleep forever,

Avoid the unforgiving,

I would swear not to steal,

And forget how to lie,

If I could manifest,

A way to purge distress,

I'd let this life slip away,

And start anew in the grey,