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You are the spirit Of the love I used to hold You left me to waste In the wreckage of your mold Am I little more than a casualty Of your cruelty As I call for your spirit, The echoes of my bellows Ring hollow in my loneliness
You are the spirit Of the love I used to hold You left me to waste In the wreckage of your mold Am ...
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