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The Living End
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Whisper to me the lullabye that can put me to rest. What sweet secrets do you scream? (death comes to me). His symtpoms arise of a chance to end this suffering. I can't see my time with these ocular lesions draining my soul. One last dance with the children before this harsh winters comes. “Go into the ground”, [it whispers] this winter whispers to me.
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