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i don't mean to harm you in my presence you don't need to look like a sheep about to be torn apart by a lion you don't need to treat me like a giant some like the act, others want to go back to before they met me what on earth is this what on earth is this something's wrong with you I'm literally just like you there's a man in front of the balcony door AAAHHH WHAT THE FUCK caught my reflection on the balcony door i passed out and they did not revive me, you know
I'll vault chasms of dry land Felt a pull one strong, huster pull Unbolt the book of tumult Saw what was under now you know what i must do, you know what i must do Inhale in chasm, I bound in a leap, swung my axe cavort Split the devil infernal Under his chest A dugout metropolis, cities mending veins closing A pain internal Broke wide open

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