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The weight of the moment so heavy in your hands They read what it says... isn't that what you want? The skin of the night is cover for the changing. Yeah, they resent you for your changing... And now you are one of us Join the immortal weeping Now yo

The medicine wheel is home and pasture Goes by ecological disaster Could have been lovers but the facts remain There's a right wing palace in a sick terrain One end burns, one end freezes The unlearned hold on to neither The bows expand and the bow r