Pure and light as snow
View from the top
White pill as I go
Watch for the drop
The weight of the void
Slumber as I rot
I feel so lost
Illuminate my way into the core
An open door
The lightness of existence is my all
The cold, the wounds
A dark untruth
The cold
The cold, the wounds
The wounds
A dark
The cold
The cold, the wounds
The wounds
A dark untruth
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