Lost

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Enemies take many forms,

Always the unexpected;

And they run with destruction,

In every direction.

I woke up one day,

Caged in your cold prison;

From where it came,

I can't even envision.

You're a virus uncured,

I'm just the next victim;

Deprived of much more,

Than the memories I'm missin'.

Living's a war,

Survival's a fight;

Every dusk unto dawn—

So this is life. 

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