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Rust.

Leave things there,
Rust will form.
It's like an open wound,
Waiting to get infected.

Nobody to heal,
Nobody to take care,
Just leave it there,
It will just get worst.

Rust, just let it be.
Drift, without a word.
Pain, just a part of the process.
Numb, it will be.

Tell me, a word of direction.
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