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love me at last, or if you will not
sadly speaking
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
the light withdrawn
i make my shroud, but no one knows
the earth keeps some vibration going
i had over-prepared the event
if the red slayer think he slays
they ask me where i've been
i made a vow once, one only
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
looking beyond
for truth, for love
since, if you stood by my side today

 



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