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Now’s the moment you’ve been waiting for
Happiness promised to come here nevermore Get hold of your solitude Or stick to your withered youth Shred their thoughts like precious silk Got fed up with all the filth Never one left to suppress Make them have their sins confessed Stroke the greed, spare despise It’s what all the hearts comprise Never up, never to low Couldn’t master his known flaw Every drop is over flooded This aspect was disregarded Every death that we abuse Any means we choose to use Life’s angle is obtuse
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