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Is the relic lost?
In my sleep I feel a cold draft that much reminds me of the words you ended a world with A world full of many Many beliefs, loves, words, and growth Growth between two minds in limbo  
Some say war is for our Country
I always knew there were demons out there,                                                                                                                                                                              You tried so hard to lock them
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