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Be still my son,
your home.
Oh, when did you
become so cold?
The blade will
keep on discending.
All you need
is to feel my love.
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Search for beauty,
find your shore.
Try to save them all,
bleed no more.
You have such oceans,
within.
In the end,
I will always love you.


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