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the tinkle of the ear in the desert deaf heart don't hears the screams a moment that varies with the tides shores then stagnate the spread of the myth in a time of it cools the oposite is faceslandscapes,contains violence table is dark you look pulls you bottomless cliffs unknown tunnels secret so in your life where it takes you,your steps

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