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Faunts
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Thirty-Three, Pt. 4: Forgotten
Gather the ones you love
Hold them tightly
Say what you want
I know for sure
Come all you weak and wounded you've burned brightly
Untie your sins
throw them overboard
Oh lord my hands may be frozen
But my mind was as clear as a bell
And these legs still feel the ocean
Through the cracks of the floor where our stories fell...
Where we fell
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