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The past haunts us all
And the future is littered with doubt
Our sense of worth
Obscured by the then not the now
The same sad coin
Has two sides
Cross into a world
Locked in limb and space
Crooked on shadows and rust
Pretenders cemented in lust
Deciding the is and the must
Minds made up of angel dust
