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The circle The perfect ending to the start The jump, ascendance Dashing ray of colored light Shivering and sweeping Skinny, fragile state Of seeing light from a bottom of the pit Enough for seeing through the fog A motion of a brave new world Yarn of elevated thoughts Smuggled by deceiving cloud Fossils of the past We're buried to be found By you, right now Digging through the mud Boiling skin on faces We are sinking with a boat Hostile waters give no mercy.
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Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC
Disobedience
The circle The perfect ending to the start The jump, ascendance Dashing ray of colored light Shivering and sweeping Skinny, fragile state Of seeing light from a bottom of the pit Enough for seeing through the fog A motion of a brave new world Yarn of elevated thoughts Smuggled by deceiving cloud Fossils of the past We're buried to be found By you, right now Digging through the mud Boiling skin on faces We are sinking with a boat Hostile waters give no mercy.
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Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC
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