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Elysium
Mourning air whispering over me
You were all mine seven months ago
I was denied entry
Elysium
Will I see you again?
Each day of mine is closing without light
Where will I rest my head for my eternity?
You were all mine seven months ago
I was denied entry
Elysium
Will I see you again?
Each day of mine is closing without light
Where will I rest my head for my eternity?
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