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a single thought
The water flows by
Fast and so cold
As cold as the eyes that look down upon me
No cross they will nail me to
Just an Albatros around my neck
The wind blows through me
Cuts like a knife
But not as sharp as the tongues
That makes me shudder with fear
The darkest comes quick
I can almost see
It is like the death
That some wish upon me
Fast and so cold
As cold as the eyes that look down upon me
No cross they will nail me to
Just an Albatros around my neck
The wind blows through me
Cuts like a knife
But not as sharp as the tongues
That makes me shudder with fear
The darkest comes quick
I can almost see
It is like the death
That some wish upon me
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