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(dylan) Crimson flames tied through my ears Rolling high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps We'll meet again soon i said ??? me heated brow
Ah but i was so much older then I'm younger than that now
Half ??? prejudice leaped forth Break down all hate i scream Lies at ? is black and white Spoke from my skull i dream Romantic flanks of musketeers Foundation deep somehow
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