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Take your bow
Run, run, run
Is all I hear
Speak to me.
Whisper in my ear.
Looking over my shoulder
Nothing there to see
Hit the door
But I have no key.
Locked out or locked in.
Either way no way to escape
All my demons
Takeing all these shapes.
Consider it yours
Consider me done
Take your prize,
Now youv'e won
Settle the sea
Calm the crooks
Raise the house
They shall read this in every book
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