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I'm tearing up, face
Move dust through the light
To name
It's something fane
This is not a place
Not yet awake, I'm raised of make
Still alive whi you, love
Still alive whi you, love
Still who you, love
In a mother out a moth
Furling forests, for the soft
Gotta aloft
So I'm ridding all your stories
What I know, what it is, is pouring it up!
You're breaking ground
Move dust through the light
To name
It's something fane
This is not a place
Not yet awake, I'm raised of make
Still alive whi you, love
Still alive whi you, love
Still who you, love
In a mother out a moth
Furling forests, for the soft
Gotta aloft
So I'm ridding all your stories
What I know, what it is, is pouring it up!
You're breaking ground
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