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Nov 2021
To receive you must lend
It's not good to forever ask why
We are free, we are free
To have fun
To forget the pain
If you find a friend
Don't tell them the end is nigh
The answers are in the sea
The weather and sun
Anyone who's sane
Knows these are not times of the end
When the smoke rises high
And we can't see, we only see
What we have done
Over and over again
This is the end
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