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A white lamb sits on top of a rock Innocence as a being Pure and white Always the first thing to go The rock erodes The roots can’t keep reaching There was once upon a time Innocent and white Yet it is always The first thing lost
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Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 8:44 AM UTC
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A white lamb sits on top of a rock Innocence as a being Pure and white Always the first thing to go The rock erodes The roots can’t keep reaching There was once upon a time Innocent and white Yet it is always The first thing lost
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Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 8:44 AM UTC
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