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It's quiet now. I'm
standing down...falling.
I've stood in this place
time and time again.
And yet here I am now.
She said "You're falling behind.
Alive. Dead." I've fallen behind.
A precious thing, I'm
discarding...falling.
I've looked in your eyes
time and time again.
And yet here I am now.
It's all there,
a back and white picture
lost in translation.
Cold and bare,
neon-green boots,
a busy train station.
And now....