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I've got it, It's in my hands
I feel it pulling in my sure grip
My prey I have stalked
With fever, all of my life
No one can know what this is
To behold in death
Like weightless sex
Spinning upside down ballet
It is not the drugs or lack of sleep
And I have not eaten
Miles above the tortured plain
As seen through a haze
I am knowing to the core
The untouchable at last
Through these waves I send this down
You can't touch me, I'm gone
(It's all in your mind, ok)
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