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spindles of a splintered heart
And now, pray falls lime
Colour is first religion.
Disciple fingers weave
Bracken curls to distant naves,
Placed dreams in your eyes ~ blind me.
Colour is first religion.
Disciple fingers weave
Bracken curls to distant naves,
Placed dreams in your eyes ~ blind me.
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