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Pure sense gave a feeling
My back hurts through the streets
And the footsteps they do echo
New light travelled distances
Before it reaches your mirror
No reflections in it, and not in you
As the crowd pushs you forward
And down through the streets
Distances can't be measured
With a footprint and a tale
When I please the mirror
To reveal the one to me
Who is to be poisoned
With an apple or a comb
Then I get the answer
To pour my soul into the river
And I do as I was ordered
And then I drift away
And out into the ocean
On a footprint and a tale