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The Night Is Well

I don't know how they did it, I don't know when it happened to be a date, I don't know if I

Will ever believe a thing they say, all I know is what I wrote once before, how did you break

My screen door. Tell me, is that what it is to feel again something within the chest, I swear

I am in trouble.

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Point A Needle To The Sky, Centered Minds Point A Gun To My Head, Circumstantial Ends Point A : The Diamond Sutra, Centrifical Forces Yet There Are One Thousand Arms Tied Up In The Book Of The Dead An


never was there such a hand beneath the sin play to the part of the devil's grinning twas there such a death as to it


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