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otwatm no yule this year my love behold; the stars; they all burn; they'll all burn out; and we are dust; dust; in time and space; and love; is a flame; devouring moths; and we are dust; yes we're dust; in time and space; take a look; at the sun; it will fall; will you run? oh don't you know? we're lost; in endless pain. |
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