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Free of you,
Another bite from the skies Releases a breath of fresh life; Still escape, Embrace of shards, Nothing more so one could bleed All the hope on the footsteps of redemption. And so, we see the skies From under the pile of shattered dreams, Leaving shadows, giving in to ourselves - Night turns to day and strength from what is sore... And we are free of you once more!
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