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Shadows
Out from behind the shadows
Comes a lost soul
Wandering, looking for a home
Rejected and dejected everywhere it goes
Outwardly and inwardly
It is as disgusting as can be
The misshapen form of its body
Seemingly independent from the world
An endless journey for an infinite life
In a world full of hatred
There is no solace, no sympathy
For a lost soul with no purpose or cause
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