I feel less and less weighed down
Everyday that passes.
Digging out of the ground.
Phoenix rises out of the ashes
and all that shit.
Like spiraling up-
I can look down and around and see my past life.
Down the staircase into history.
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The anthem = #5
Ad-ttt
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Everything up remains a mystery.
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Many, all of those known to me
Are getting more and more buried.