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bless my blood, craftsman, who climbs my horizon in the few comes from the aspherical without the dark. but u know, when it feels good, feels like me. he knows by the blows of a scream so here i am, wild in the woods, so i can live; it came from nowhere, where the sounds don't brother me at all, i'm just feelin myself as i try climbing into the skies  i see it and its sees me: celeste always defeats the dark without a hand! don't you ever forget it so now listen to my whispers and feelings, relaxation and fun 

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