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they give us fire for water
when black is the new white
goosesteps in the garden
in the middle of the night
tell me
I haven't been living
surviving
but dwelling in fear
if its all about love
then why am I here
been searching and seeking
all these miles and years
and now my brain is leaking
it just looks like tears
keep a certain something off my mind
give me something to occupy my time
keep a certain something off my mind
- S. Marvin Tuomala, 2004
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