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This Love part V I feel like a foreigner, I don’t belong here. What is this that I crawl on, -- all this fluff, a cloud? “That is my shroud.” Almighty, In this love, I was buried alive. There’s been a mistake, I was taken to paradise, because she paralyzed me with her eyes. It’s too crowded here and oddly, I miss my body. “All right then... awake!”