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White Room
I close, the door, to the white room (to keep the world at bay)
Time, is irrelevant, in the white room (as I float away)
My perception, is abandoned, and my fear, dissipates (to the air)
And I'm cradled, so softly, in the faith,
I hope to see you there (x2)
It's like standing on the bottom of the ocean,
Where it's, cold and dark, save the like teeming,
overhead.
I can feel my self, fading, away.
I close, the door, the white room,
there's nothing left to do,
I turn the key,
out of habit.
For a moment,
saw the glint in your, eye
And I watched you go,
as I cried, your name.
Your Name.
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