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Hear them calling again |
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I'm shedding no fear |
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A roll of the dice hear you calling just twice... |
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In the surface of pond believes and thoughts, dreams in the circle of light the truth will defame. |
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Pride can defame possession is name |
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The name of your life the same as your child. |
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Will we come again from the dust at last |
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A roll of the dice hear you breathing just twice... ...tomorrow we die... |
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The poem so neat so pure and weak |
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Beloved by a breeze, singed through a tree ...shall |
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I LOVE thee like death |
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LOVED me? |
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In greed we fall, amorous soul... |
