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The defunct imprison in obscurity
Never to witness illumination again
It's gone forever

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The soil's frith
Was dead
Burned, turned to embers
It's remains flew to the borderline
It's soul sent to the 6th heavens
Never to show face again
It's gone forever

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The frith is an inmate of a Frith
In the abode of the mentally deranged
They fiddle with it all day
It yearn for no return

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The Frith
Is a coin thrown in the ocean
Never shall it be found again

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