Overseen/Overseer

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Three eyeballs. Three dry walls. Three needles in my brain... Three creatures. Three monsters. Walking through the lane.

But only one left to watch, In the deepest darkness of them all. An overseen overseer, Lost his mind, and his body, Now he's watching from beyond.

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