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I saw history today,
walking this town where there is no mystery...
what could I say?
what could I say in this reverie?
hello to ashes of a memory.....
waking up in the morning-forlorn;
never a waking moment;
gone by memories from the ocean;
here I am beneath astrology's diagram,
this is me.....
broken by a memory; now I am free...
I saw history's ashes,
no memory of pasts...,
gone now; I disavow.....
"hello-this is me-"
goodbye to my reflection in the mirror,
it's all ever-clear...
the last man standing is always free,
I woke up this morning-forlorn...,
grey stars down astrology's reservoir.....,
woke up to a forlorn gold star,
walking this town where there is no mystery;
ghosts of past history,
I'm free; known to be.....
this is me,
no mystery, no history.