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"This is the malaise of the moment,
the epidemic spreads,
the party is over, go down, the thoughts that horrify
reason.
lowered eyelids, face gray
ghosts arise from our bed;
you open the latch on the gate of
slum called home. "

Protect Me From What I Want
Protect Me From What I Want
Protect me, Protect me
Protège-moi, protect-moi

The thoughts that freeze the reason , b withered lids, gray faces.
ghosts arise from our bed.
Protect me. Protect me from my desires.

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