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Dying To Live

There's a crack in the sky, I saw it last night, As a white feather blew by. I know it's time, I'll soon fly, through that dark crack in the sky. The stars wont shine, the moon's light will find, a dark crack that opens wide. Then he'll grab my hand, and pull me through, to the other side. I wont cry, there's nothing I pride, my tears have lied. I'll wait for you inside, that dark crack, the one the beautiful clouds hide. When it's your turn, You'll know why, A white feather blows by, When there's a crack in the sky.

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