To spot a thief in the night.
I have a bright and dark way of thinking
Chasing ghosts in my nightmares
The most vibrant of desires
To aim higher is the plan
But the crown is heavy
My levy knows no limitations
Fragmentation of my medicine
That makes me ill of will
And fight my thoughts on rewind...
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