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Guiding Voice
In this new plain
Where old gods never dwelled
I feared
Magic would no longer be
But in this rain
I dreamt of last night
I shake
As I am alone again
Lost
With whomever speaks to me
Where old gods never dwelled
I feared
Magic would no longer be
But in this rain
I dreamt of last night
I shake
As I am alone again
Lost
With whomever speaks to me
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