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Alive in Ink
A deep uprising
Lost in memory
A flap of a wing
Summons the hurricane
The further I wander
The closer I'm free
Sometimes you need
To be blind to see
So when I am gone
And my name grows stale
Remember my words
All they entail
When I'm a thought
When you've forgotten me
Remember I'm always
Alive in ink
Lost in memory
A flap of a wing
Summons the hurricane
The further I wander
The closer I'm free
Sometimes you need
To be blind to see
So when I am gone
And my name grows stale
Remember my words
All they entail
When I'm a thought
When you've forgotten me
Remember I'm always
Alive in ink
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