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~Erased~
Honored to be erased
In your minds eye
Whats left of me is but a trace
With a familliar feeling
Your soul has been graced
Knowledge can''t be removed
Your heart knows
I am the missing part
Word for word
Like the call of an exotic bird
I maybe nobody to sombody
Yet I know I have been heard
In your minds eye
Whats left of me is but a trace
With a familliar feeling
Your soul has been graced
Knowledge can''t be removed
Your heart knows
I am the missing part
Word for word
Like the call of an exotic bird
I maybe nobody to sombody
Yet I know I have been heard
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