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There are no bounds we see
Until our limits are met, we'll be unable to excel
Quite a radical change, this pen-to-paper
And we might not just give up
It's so dark out, with crazy-swirling stars
Dive into these black waters
Stained with maroon-colored crimson
Blindly falling as the water changes
No longer is it thick and heavy water
But free and chaotic air
In these breezes of despair
Lights of solitude blind us
Because of this, our savior is gone.
--With love, Reggie the Mouse
Until our limits are met, we'll be unable to excel
Quite a radical change, this pen-to-paper
And we might not just give up
It's so dark out, with crazy-swirling stars
Dive into these black waters
Stained with maroon-colored crimson
Blindly falling as the water changes
No longer is it thick and heavy water
But free and chaotic air
In these breezes of despair
Lights of solitude blind us
Because of this, our savior is gone.
--With love, Reggie the Mouse