"My agitated mind
Is such a mess
It couldn't get worse
A fire sparks at my feet
It spreads like the wind blows
Engulfing the city in a roar of smoke
Someday, surely
I'll be able to get along with everyone
The boy who had such a dream
Was that me?
There's not a single person
Who'll honestly call out to me
As I listened to the sirens
At long last I understood
Faces and shapes and hearts, everything
Is simply distorted
Even if I knew any kind words
I can't remember them
After I left
Peace returned to the town
It was wonderful
To dream for so long
But I won't return"
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