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i burn no incense
some of the hurts you have cured
i've won the race
the fragrance came
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
i know what you're going to say
gone are the three, those sisters rare
the earth keeps some vibration going
a storm is riding on the tide
i saw the first pear
and breaketh bread no more

 



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