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In the beginning was the Word,
And the Word was with God,
And the Word was God.
The Word was a whisper, yet also a shout;
College. Death.
Sheer dropoff, cliff
A black abyss
Never return, no one's ever come back
Disappeared, never heard from again
Move on, other people
What a gift you'll be to some
Let it fly, fly aloneSince it has a formAnd fibres fineMade by hands divineHappy is HeAnd beautiful is itAlways full in dressFinest of all the insectsIs the butterfly!
Listen O' ye weary traveler
To my tale of Love and Death.
This life is a cruel mistress,
