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Every morning I wake up in the bodies of different people, people I don't even know. Slowly, I discovered that there was a certain connection between these people. They seemed to be hiding something... While getting to know them, I'm also trying to get to know myself... Like a dream from which I will never wake up, at the moment when I am close to the truth, I will also recognize myself. Wandering in darkness No purpose, no time Where do you come from? Where are you? There is a voice inside At the junction of darkness and light At the intersection of reason and emotion In my heart that you can't hear tell me come back to you