Here

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Sometimes the voices echo
Sometimes there's silence
Hollow heart, still not mellow
It doesn't make sense to me, not even through science
You're the only thing that does
And I need you here
In the chaos, in the nothingness, I'm not just dust
I need you near
I'm more dimensional than they say I am
I'm not in that place filled with mere obsession
I'm where you are, where my heart beats, where there's no fear I sometimes cram
I'm here, a land of questions
Please remind me you are too

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