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Deebee Says I don't want or need the world to understand me desolation is my best friend there I feel profound ecstasy is a barren moonscape I listen to the silence whispering my name Deebee says she stands alone but she's chasing her reflection over the moon he her singular friend he's not coming home he's not coming home alone at the edge of the world the night wind whispers desolation