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Beach Raven Souls
The sea drys it's lips upon the land
The clouds look like they want to cry
The plastic cultures of the damned
Weave beneath a cameras eye
Greyed black feathers bend and spread
Their Talons perch upon the shore
Greyed black feathers unconquered
Beach raven souls for evermore
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