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I was a fragile youth clawing my way towards truth. Soaking in mystery, I questioned everything. I said, "There has to be a meaning for misery, a reason the days are long, a reason these nights feel wrong." Can I keep you? Can I hide you away? Will you leave me? Will you ever change? I sit in a big steel house, its windows a gaping mouth; a fortress atop the trees, a keeper of all I see. This life holds no mystery or meaning. We build and breach these castles that cannot keep us safe from ourselves. Can I flee you? Can I keep you away? Will you leave me? Will you let me change? Can I fight you, cynical man I've made? Will you leave me? W