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When I was home de
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I ran from room to room,
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“She’s beautiful,
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Falling as in the silence falleth now
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their blond legs burn like brush.
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We long to perish into the absolute.
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The wind that names
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If you find yourself lost, dig
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As the character yi, change, is derived
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You are sand, wind, sun, and burning sky,