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The wall on which the prophets wroteIs cracking at the seamsUpon the instruments of deathThe sunlight brightly gleamsWhen every man is torn apartWith nightmares and with dreams,Will no one lay the laurel wreathAs silence drowns the screams Confusion will be my epitaphAs I crawl a cracked and...
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