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Golden

from Golden by Soft Fangs

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Stolen out of time and space, left without a soul or a face.
Everything's gone to waste.

I awake full of hate, trying to wipe my past away.
But it sits and waits.

For a moment, I almost thought I was golden.
Ripe as a tree in the orchard, ready for anything.

Sitting in my room, like I always do.
Staring at the light.

Until my eyes are open wide.

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from Golden, released August 14, 2015

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