I've been here before
Over and over again
But the feeling is always as intense
As if it's first
Running blind through the dark
In the wrong direction
I know nothing
And nothing definitely knows me
A traveller from another time
Lost in your realm
I can't let go
Losing my caution
Ripped by the wind
Only the fittest find survival
I find nothing
And nothing definitely finds me
Run, rerun, rerun
Again and again and again
The recurring dream
Sense of self blurred
Faceless in a masked world
Gusting winds fill my skin
My center is hollow
Can you relate?
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