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How the world in my story MacroMatter would look...
Death can strike at any moment
Death is worse than fear
But death cannot touch us
If we stay in here
We are completely safe from harm
In this sacred realm
But what we don't know is
We are within death itself
Cold as ice
But dark as dust
There lies a metal
That never rusts
Death sweeps across it
But with every touch,
Not even death itself
Can do very much
With every day
That passes by
That lonely metal
Never dies
Cold runs in
And pain sweeps out
If this metal could die
I wouldn't have any doubts
But if that metal
Could talk to you
"It's so...cold..."
It'd say to you
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