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I'm an early bird
who decided to hit the hay...
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there is no going back,
her voice echoed...
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I've grown seasoned
to the fact that...
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For a third of my life
I've worshiped Death...
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His plan was to drown me in crimson,
in the name of a consecrated deity...
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They do not know
how ignorant they are...
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Why do I miss you so
even though we're close at heart...
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I know a place which still I keep warm
Whenever I'm lost, in my mind it would form...
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All the truth
is hidden in the moments of a bird silence...
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I'm sorry,
I couldn't keep...
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In springtime first I spied you fair
and lovely as a fleeting dream...
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Summers drenched
upon sweaty fingers...