Not expecting anything..
Watching the film of victim play black and white out these projecting lens,
Seeing sides of me; history
Unravel against the walls of this helled-up cube...
I know what they say,
But I know there's another way
And it's a'winding, winding an inconspicuous tune
A-jarring
Door into a whole
New
World...
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