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out of every wall
in this room I call
my mindFor we all die morbid deaths
We all are buried under the same dirt
In the same shallow gravesBreak the circle
Break free and be
R E B O R NTo live you must
First
Die and be
Born again
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D I V I N I T Y
PoesíaThere is a wild fire in this chest of mine #1 in hymn (6-12-19)