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Falling,

Another fall
From that old wagon,
I must stand tall
Leave that flagon,

Spirits broken
The fight has gone,
No more tokens
From when I shone,

I feel the pull
Of the dark side calling
I can almost touch that gun
The walls are falling.
 




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