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What do we really gain from hard work and time, But the dust of life and an intellect mind, When will my bones grow down deep, Into the ground. I can hear it in the distance The sound of war, the true fight. And I remember, the banshee beat.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 7:31 PM UTC
Banshee Beat
What do we really gain from hard work and time, But the dust of life and an intellect mind, When will my bones grow down deep, Into the ground. I can hear it in the distance The sound of war, the true fight. And I remember, the banshee beat.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 7:31 PM UTC
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