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He threw a rage A might Take this However you fight Slipstream demands us to descend Treasure this blessed end The eyes laid out before The eyes laid out again A message to forget All the joy you can He threw a rage A might Burn himself like a sage Burn this As bright as night Longitude and embraces All that’s left of their traces The fear wanting of more The fear wanting of none A dream to remember His life already done He threw a rage A might This is how it comes This is how it goes He threw a rage A fight You’ll never be here Never his light
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