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there are questions I can't ask for I speak a strange tongue and walk in a land desolate but they will be answered as I walk, as they were behind me in surprising places and unseen light the burden's easy, the walk's a delight gladly I bear the gift, precious and life itself
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Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 1:04 AM UTC
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there are questions I can't ask for I speak a strange tongue and walk in a land desolate but they will be answered as I walk, as they were behind me in surprising places and unseen light the burden's easy, the walk's a delight gladly I bear the gift, precious and life itself
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Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 1:04 AM UTC
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