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Old World
Until strife became the rule
You fled your World
Was it easy to break away
in your ward of questioners
Nobody seemed to care
This tag of war
I've seen your artillery
why cant you understand
Im leaving the World of detractors
In the morning
open your eyes
Snowbright
keep a secret
tell us no lies
Copyright ©
Antony Glaser
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