Emit Flesti.

Can you here that?.

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That dull and husky sound.

It beats without cease.

Can you here that?.

Oh, just missed it!.

Like a laughter.

Like a tear.

But it's always there, here, there.

Meaningless.

Like some thought.

It is.

Even though just an illusion.

in my mind.

Oh, I fear there's going to be some time. (ironic, itsn't it?)

that I'm going to only think 'bout that.

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That dull and husky sound.

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Can you hear that?.