Bill Litshauer, Olivia Zielinski
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fiogf49gjkf0d Hey you, you never seen
Cause it fades so fast
You left with
A bitter taste
I'm here with your shadows on the wall
And it still lingers
Stack a grain to a grain
Until it falls down again
Still the hunger lies inside
In your Garden a field so wide
Wash it all down the lake
Even the flowers wear disguise
Instincts governs you
It shuts all my five senses
Searching, running blind
Did you find what your looking for
Or was it in front of you
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