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