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Oct 2016
She will choke you with goldenrod
And I will watch you get so close to death
That your body's going cold

Oh, flawed leader you were so confused
Not absolutely monstrous, just downstream
With shattered paddles. At the height of your power

You must have known - it would all burn to dust.

Blood and gold and memories made inside of a certain time and place
Scar
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Scar  In the back of your knees
(In the back of your knees)   
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   Keith Wilson
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