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■ A wound that breathes Contact |
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All the lives are on the ground
And I scatter them around All the trees are empty now I don't know why, I don't know how Everything has died today There's nothing I can do, there's nothing I can say I only hope, deep in my hart That this is just a little part Of the great circle of life.
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