I just write

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The martyr of hate
The martyr of void
The martyr of the mound
I just write, I just write, I just write
It seems my brothers left me
It seem my sister left me
I just write, I just write, I just write
The contingency becomes an infer
The contingency is a appraisal
The contingency depends on malarkey
I just write, I just write, I just write
The martyr of liberation has

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