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You're so 

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Taking in gravity while others are on the ground 

You exist to guide them to the stars is 

a destiny undetermined 

will it be unfulfilled?

Why pester the unbothered by the discprencies of filtered glass

           

 

                   s H a L l O w

 

frames of  

 

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a                                   r                  

            r                  o               w         

 

 

 

 

scrutiny.

 

 

 

 

Beat on with your aimless shouts

fire in the choirs

 

cannot be put out 

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