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My Magellan

i am the man who weeps for the world i am the man who weeps i do not, I will not bleed for the world i’m not the one who bleeds little sister, my love do not dry your eyes on my account i am a fleeting consolation i have been to the ends of the world i have seen the great emptiness (it lies) on the other side of that horizon

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