I sit here now, wandering on who and what have I become, things make no sense, I make no sense, these are indeed times of change!
Under the night sky , raging, yelling, delirious, the wind swept my dreams away, empty I am, and in that emptiness, that void, it seems that I have lost myself from myself, where is it that I am?
Delirious, maybe that is what I have become, delirious with life!
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