Manifest
There is a place And it is a place Just like this But it is empty Feel it All quiet All has left And yet still here Listen As you speak With my voice It remains Value it Get unused to it When it moves Those who see it Know it You are there While the world Has already gone Opening eyes Back again They still wait Where you've been Love it doubly then From great emptiness Coming home from The growing manifest
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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