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Take me to the devils shipTie me down, cross each lip
With unbridled hearts defeat
Leave me on this mound of peat
I have crossed valleys, climbed hills
My mind has ceased, resigned from thrills
For my every inner pulse burns
For every atom has taken turns
I maybe a glow of spiritual force
Laid to awaken no rest but of course
I sit alone in a tortued world and I cry
Will we be together in the place as I die?
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