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distruction [?] in the northexploitation in the southchaos in the eastgreed in the westwhere should we let our children dancelet them play, let them fool aroundlet them explore their borderslet them free, my love ones fly nowbe a thunderstorm in the northbe a hurricane in the southbe a typhoon in the eastbe a tornado in the westborn out of my breathgrown up to a gustyou've seen the worldyou've seen the seasyou've built up wavesyou've roamed the woods, you've played with leaveswhere should we let our children dancelet them play, let them fool aroundsummon your strengthand now fulfil your taskmy little cherubim
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