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I found the grief |
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Within my heart |
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And, through that pain |
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And, life in parts |
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There's a wilderness I know |
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In that wilderness I grow |
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A found opportunity |
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To hunt for time and bounty |
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In this, my deep valley |
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The blood seed |
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Of our majesty |
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With all four seasons |
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And their marathon |
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And, with dark carbonation |
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I found my |
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Thirteen years of carrion |
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From golden locust |
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To dignity |
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I praise and burn |
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To rescue me |
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To be given opportunity |
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To hunt for time and bounty |
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In this, my deep valley |
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The blood seed |
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Of our majesty |
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With all four seasons |
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And their marathon |
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And, with dark carbonation |
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I found my |
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Thirteen years of carrion |
