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Can you feel your future drawing near?
Can you feel the sand in your pockets slipping away?
Lying awake at night
A tower of light
Burning outside your window
Picture yourself inbetween
Coughing hard as you fall
Your little lungs collapsing
When you fall to the ground
Will you stop breathing