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break and believe in faith i dismiss, tree though i exit begone, and more hide, in front of fair let fall the tasting of me blind is your loving waste i'll be giant and brief callousing the freckle you beg did she get some off of you casually? did my decrepit posture run in cinders? i have know in lies spiteful choicing you that exit is only for the snakes sanity she swam to the sleep longing for the sky be leafs and fluster the scalding day for weakness sing naught only become weaker fanning lessons tree tops creek as billowing shame of you next of you next, none have to know where you dismissed life none will follow, all are gone