Desolation rings through the silence,
picking, scratching, burning,
a sickness with no illness,
confessions without sin.
Ten hours, only ten hours...
An ecstasy so glorious,
a greed, with no pity,
innocence lost, and regained
if only for a time,
will it be this time?
Ten hours, only ten hours...
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