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By Ambitions

On Stranger

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Subtle institution

Keeping you in check

Silent retribution

Feelings left unsaid

Sentiments discarded

Bridges must be burned

Your sudden disappearance

Follows your concern

Why are you turning away?

Saving reputation

Confidence restored

Meaningless directives

Where is your reward?

Why are you turning away?

Why has it all been erased?

Turn away if there will be no understanding

Turn away if that's the way you really feel

You can mike it first

I'd rather make it real

These ashes scattered so you can find repreive

Four yellowed secrets are your remnants of me

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