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I am a glorifier, not very high up
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October humidity
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Best not to look away.
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Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side,
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i place the light
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If you don’t shine you are darkness.
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This scene has a tune
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it takes one’s breath away to notice
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We tell ourselves a myth
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We blame you for the dark, as if you had
