Incomplete — a state I knew Dry as dust — the thirst of few Once a chill but now it's fear Fell the numb drawing near Out of reach from human touch What walks the earth now ain't much Left alone to claim the guilt Out in sand my life's been split In my lungs grows the pain Violet days won't come again The waiting act's gone too far The screen is blank — where we are? Dry as dust — the thirst of few The days so numb that I once knew
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