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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