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The gossamer wings of pagans Lifting their broken bodies Miles away from home Floating on royal silver and gold The Pulse of a million free men Slaughtered over fear and insecurity The baby nations looking up At their far away father And down at a crowd of the ****
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Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 9:40 PM UTC
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The gossamer wings of pagans Lifting their broken bodies Miles away from home Floating on royal silver and gold The Pulse of a million free men Slaughtered over fear and insecurity The baby nations looking up At their far away father And down at a crowd of the ****
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Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 9:40 PM UTC
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