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