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Remember listening to the whistles of the wind in the scorching sand dunes.

Never knowing that you were the most unnatural part of it's twisted tunes.

Remember chasing after fireflies as a child,

Never knowing that the labyrinth inside you is a mystery so wild.

Remember believing that the darkness is home to a ghost,

Never knowing that you yourself are a host.

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