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The land here absorbs light |
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Inverting false hopes to night |
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Fault lines of reason shake thin |
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Grit erodes a skein of earth |
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To rise and become of use |
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A relentless motion of tongue |
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Deflower the nature of light |
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Deflower the nature of water |
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Realize, reflect, and refract leagues and layers grow deeper |
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Like roots into the ocean |
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The wellspring is nailed to a chain |
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A lost and binding dream |
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Carving a reckless control |
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Of the knives hanging clean |
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From a wild and innocent grace |
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Stars black the blood of silence |
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The lightning shears the heart |
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Fall unto |
