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Rotting beneath below.
Ranting, “she’s soon to die.”
Redefile them all.
Ranting, ”she’s one to go.”
Suffocation.
Killing the chance denied.
Ranting, “she’s only a child.”
Rise above them all.
Lifting the soul in pain.
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