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    my day begins with the truth burning my face
    as the day wears on I face the telly
    throwing a hook on every show
    as if it were a giant creature that walks me through time
    i have to spend living
    i eat for nourishment
    despair has killed my taste buds
    nothing stands out, every colour is
    yellow is blue is green is grey
    when will this blanket lift from everything
    i do not see the light at the end of the
    i only know of it in
    textbooks and theory
    the hope i have is painfully polite
    i am happy when i close my eyes
    tomorrow is a new day and things may change
    the dark is my friend and
    there are dreams
    until the Truth shines on my face once again

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