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Sitting on the moonCounting the starsI see godA figure with no faceJust an outlineA dark figure with a grinWatching him as he points his gun at meIt felt like being born againSitting perfectly stillAs the universe around me spinsDim colors begin taking shapesFloating in front of my vision free I'm looking at him,Looking at meThis must be death The joke God played on me
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