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Orange.

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Three hundred and fifty eight
Take a moment to recall
That beautiful dream, so hazy
Perfection

Snap.

Clarity, I burn up
This is my fate. This is where I die. 
Exact. This is exact.
I adore you, the feelings you gave me
Simplicity reigns
This is fear.

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