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passé présent
oh what are these recollections that haunt me
this is not my story
these sins are not mine, are the face of another
what are these shadows that erupt like a rash
what is this past beneath me?
i don't recognize these forms, i have no recollection of
oh why is this appearing now?
these shadows, these forms which
i myself cannot recall
this is not mine, get away dissapear
oh what are these ghosts of the past where do they come from
this burden now behind my back these regrets guilts
not mine for sure for i have others
what are these miseries that chase me now all of a sudden
of which i have no recollection this
this is not my story who are you, evil who sent you
get away get off me these shames of others, what
what do you want from me you don't own me
these stories that you tell
what are these, i keep no resentment i don't bear any grudge
leave
leave, your story does not resemble mine.
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