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On The Cinnamon
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Seas of the Sun
Far beneath the Red Light Square Night has paused and there is air Fallen dream piles lies around Cotton buds and an indian drum
Play that drum and you are lost In seasoned illness, filled with rust Silenced mouth begins to shout Thoughts we really can be without
No, saddle your crow, we're gone Gone into the seas of the sun Saddle your crow, we're gone Gone into the seas of the sun
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