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In your place,
I cannot tell if it is day or night.
I am somewhere between awake and asleep.
How do I stand?
How can I sleep?
How do I know?

In your pace,
The world disappears.
There is no one else in the world.
There is no media or culture.
Did the world end?
Do I have culture?
How do I know?

In your pace,
I will always be yours.
Nothing else matters.
I am your slave.
You are all that matters.
You are everything to me.