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I'm tearing up, your face
Move dust through the light
To name
It's fane
This is not a place
Not yet awake, I'm raised of make
Still whi you, love
whi you, love
alive who you, love
In a mother out a moth
Furling forests, for the soft
Gotta know lead aloft
So I'm ridding all your stories
What I know, it is, is pouring wire it up!
You're breaking your ground
Move dust through the light
To name
It's fane
This is not a place
Not yet awake, I'm raised of make
Still whi you, love
whi you, love
alive who you, love
In a mother out a moth
Furling forests, for the soft
Gotta know lead aloft
So I'm ridding all your stories
What I know, it is, is pouring wire it up!
You're breaking your ground
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