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Slight Of Pen
Guilt

Shallow, shallow
Fields of clay

Wallow, wallow
Through self decay

Walking, walking
No welcomed stay

Sensing, sensing
A road astray

Hiding, hiding
In clouds of gray

Nothing, nothing
The sun's betray

Feeling, feeling
This life dismay

Recount, recount
The false inlay

Release, release
Can't break away