i've been wanting to see beyond
this blurry conceptions of reality
my truth is not there to be found
no truth is there to be seen
i cling to my inner self
just to have something to hold on
but sometimes i feel ...you?
no one is there, nothing seems to be real
...are you real? i want you to be
i want you to be my other me
but i can't see you, don't know where to find
i just hope that you'll come, someday
i take a moment and wait
and wait, and wait
i take a moment, in the still of time
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