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I observe the world tonight

And though I don’t take part

I enjoy the beauty of the act

Their eyes drift, their bodies touch

All urged by a different lust

Tempers stirred, unrest raised

Dominated by carnality

And though I don’t take part

I enjoy the beauty of the act

I’m running out, smothered by

Savage sounds and piercing cries

And though I don’t feel part of it

I want to

I want to see

How everything disarrays

In a haze of strange identities

Obsceneties, treacheries

This beauty is illusory

And though I don’t feel part of it

I want to

I want to see

How everything disarrays

In a haze of strange identities

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