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Shred Of Light, Pinch Of Endless (Skepticism)

After a time in depths There is a crack in the pressure These shreds of light Just a rope around my neck There days of hope A blade on my throat These signs of dawn Just a route to my dusk These bounds that broke A prelude to my drowning This pinch of endless Just a fragment of the forthcoming These hint of life Just a gateway to oblivion