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I stand beside the shades of my world

A light outside is spreading them away

I can't say why, I can't say how

Me and I took different ways

Empty shape weaved with absenses

Now out of the realm of senses

I feel like the mirror of my name

Habe been scattered into pieces

Unknown words letters became

In which I have unseen faces

Empty shape weaved with absenses

Now out of the realm of senses

I was born a tree so many years ago

Now I'm barely a whirl of dead leaves

Drifting on a blind river I go

Carried away, finding no relief

Empty shape weaved with absenses

Now out of the realm of senses

I will reborn or I will not

Cleansed of all I was taught

If a seed can bloom in nothingness

I'll be this child in a black dress

Have I been wrong, or is it fate?

The best answer seems to be silence

Deep inside only stays hate

Being torn apart was the experience

Empty shape weaved with absenses

Now out of the realm of senses