We feel the pull in the land of
A thousand guilts. And poured cement,
lamented and assured.
To the lights and towns below,
Faster than the speed of sound.
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HiI'mShania.
A thousand guilts. And poured cement,
lamented and assured.
To the lights and towns below,
Faster than the speed of sound.
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HiI'mShania.
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