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    Last night I dreamed of dodecahedrons,

    My eyes were bleeding with crimson sight

    I tried with all my might to release them

    These golden demons may they take flight

    These feet repeat and bloom in season

    Dancing for reason of pageant fools

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    A costly sight of doomed collision

    One sad decision of yielding jewels

    If this bereavement raises all the thoughts its seeded

    Then I surely won't be needed in the morning

    And try I may but I won't ride this river

    That runs by your side

    For I'm aware that you'll provide no warning

    We rode on a real wild accusation

    A sick inflation above your brow

    We'll push and pull apart this nation

    For the salvation to which we bow

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    Composición: Beth Jeans Houghton

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